" Does she want to join?" Not really," she said, "She's invited us to join her at a club in the city." What sort of club?" Some sort of swinger's club...in Surry Hills." Do you want to go?"She was sucking my cock when I asked her that question and in order to answer, she drew back from my swelling and appreciative knob, stretching a drawbridge of precum to her bottom lip."Judging by the girth and hardness of your cock," she rubbed her thumb over my oozing piss hole, "I think that you'd love to. Vargas sized him up quickly. Early twenties. Caucasian. He had the thin yet muscular build and a motorcycle club patch on his jacket. She considered questioning him right then, but restrained herself and let him stew in a common cell until the morning. Instead Erica Vargas insisted the LAPD do her one last favor, and allow her to interrogate him first. As he was chained to the table, he did nothing but stare at her. She only stared back, counting the seconds and savoring the moment. "How do you. The letter said this mask is for all chaste husbands to wear. No one wants to see your face. Your worthless as a man the letter said. Chastity is a punishment it said. Learn to live with it. Your wife has been getting it on the side. She wants more. You can’t fill her sexual needs. You need to be locked up. You have no choice in the matter. Allow your wife to bed down all the men she wants. You learn to live the life of a cocksucker we all know you are. Your cock is worthless. As a man you are. You don't have to curtsy or anything, I mingle with commoners all the time."Winona giggled nervously.She wasn't quite certain if "Candy" was having her on or not. When she saw the gleam of Candy's mischievous eyes, she smiled at her own silly naiveté. Winona spun around giving Candy a good look at her prime grade "seat". She hoped the sensuous girl was impressed even though all six of the candidates were magnificently "seated" with delectable shapes of the most desirous design."I am here to.