He also introduced himself as b*o,John, but I could call him John.As we drove he asked me about my self and I told him all he wanted to know, I also t...ld him that I'd like to see inside the Monastery, as Id driven past it many times before. He said if I had the time he would love to show me around, I smiled at him saying I'd enjoy that, as we arrived at the gates.John showed me where to park the car and we walked into the rather old derelict place. John lead me to his quarters on the way. A fucked up, kinky, dark Narnia. No lamppost, but there was a stripper pole in the center of the room, which was much larger than I had realized it would be. It was obvious that Mark had decided to devote the majority of his basement to his kink. There were all sorts of things I'd never seen in real life before, although I definitely recognized them from the internet: a spanking bench, a sex swing, one of those foldable sex chaises, paddles and whips on the walls, and several shelves adorned. That was a clear signal to the men that she was a player. When she sat down Z began to move erotically around in her chair as she was getting very excited. The young man in the next chair had his cock out and she reached over and touched it and he was very hard, already sheathed and aroused. With his cock in her hand and with him and I was fingering her pussy and caressing her breasts along with the guy standing in the back, Z had a very powerful orgasim, shaking for. I then saw a mixture of soap and water flow down her back freely, sliding over her perfect peachy bum and down her legs. I walked slowly in and placed the towel on the side along with her clothes; Jade opened the shower door and grabbed my arm pulling me into the shower with my Pjs on! We began to kiss once more as my hands shot all over Jades slippery wet boobs and body, she raised her leg around my thighs pressing me against the shower glass, my Pjs had stuck to my skin and my frilly orange.