With that Sharon smiled and said "lets look for some more things". We must have spent an hour or so there and finally decided to pay for our purchase... and try a few other stores. As we went from store to store I began to feel more and more like we were just two women out shopping. I felt wonderful as did Sharon! Finally after about four hours of going from store to store we decided it was time to take our purchases and return to the hotel room. As we were walking out to the car a male. She went to work on that kid like she was starving and this was her last meal. Stroking, rubbing and sucking, she had that kid in disbelief. I’ll bet it wasn’t 3 minutes and she had him grunting preparing to cum. “Oh my God, oh my GGGOOO” he stammered as he began to cum. Again, she pulled it out and this time shot it straight into the air. This kid had some power as his first two spurts must have gone up two feet, landing in her hair and on her arm. She continued to stroke him and lick. She is an adult in her upper thirties with shoulder length blond hair. She looks skinny and with a flat chest. She is looking at me with hawk eyes. That makes me nervous. You are supposed to look at whatever female I bring on stage. Mistress Ula looks at my erection. “I better get you started before you pop.” She slaps me on the ass and says, “Go!” Usually I have the slave suck my cock to get me up. I am often ordered to fuck several times a day and sometimes I find the slave unappealing. A. I discovered a more serious problem when I checked the condom wrapper Fred had left on the table. A tiny part was missing; it probably was somewhere on the floor. On this tiny part, the name of the condom brand appeared. If my wife would find it, I might be in trouble. I checked everywhere, moved all the furniture but did not find it. It was never found.Who says it is easy to have a sex life?For some weeks, I refrained from visiting the gay chat sites. Fred sent me messages inviting me to meet.