The woman approached a door and rapped on it twice before it opened, letting out a blue light and loud music. She turned back to him. “So I never re...lly got that name,” she yelled over the music. “Dane. Yours?” She flashed that deadly smile again. “Vixen,” she replied, and dashed into the depths of the club. Dane walked around to the entrance and saw the bright moniker displaying the image of a woman with her head thrown back in ecstasy and the words reading Femme Mystique Bar and Lounge.. ." I was cut off as he started fucking my face again, and I did my best to please him. Soon, his cum was blasting across my face, and I saw a cameraman capturing every shot on film. My face in full view, I knew tonight's video would make for a major addition to their growing blackmail library. As the next man stepped on stage, another joined alongside, and in seconds I was alternating between their cocks. I thought about what Daddy said as I lost myself in the blowjobs, and wondered about what. Tears freed themselves from Roger's long lashes and splashed ontohis blouse collar. His grandmother was going to dress him in one of herskirts to take him to church!When he was brought downstairs to be reunited with his mother, he wascrying outright. He knew he had been rude... he knew he was a naughtyboy... but he hadn't deserved this.Even his mother was taken aback. He could tell from the way she coveredher mouth with one of her white gloves as she beheld her hapless son,told to sit in the. And I wasn't far behind! Every time I touched my clitoris to his shaft I felt a little bolt of pleasure ripple through me, making my nipples hard and my skin prick with goose-bumps.Resigned to the commitment to wait a little longer for my prize, I sat down more heavily on his shaft; pressing it into my glistening slit and forcing my lips to open wide; his hard manhood touching me everywhere from my perineum to my aching clitoris and most especially my steaming, yearning entrance in-between.The.