The problem was a simple one: curiosity. It wasn't so much that I didn't know his secret; it was that I wasn't allowed to know his secret, and that ju...t wasn't acceptable.After months of self-recriminations and soul searching, I resolved to continue my pursuit of the mysterious men's club by engaging a private investigator. I told him everything I knew about the club; its location and the night that it operated being the sum total of my knowledge, and one week and $2000 later he presented to me. ......just the memory of it makes me wild. I gently reach out and just lightly, oh so lightly finger one nipple through the fabric. Your nipples are just as sensitive as mine. Then still very lightly I reach for both breasts and run my fingertips back and forth over your sensitive little peaks. The look on your face lets me know it feels good. Your breath quickens as I lean down and kiss one and then the other through the flimsy fabric. Little peaks are starting to form as your nipples respond.. “I won $12 yesterday. Here’s $6. Stay in touch.”“Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose girl.”The priest asks, “Is that you, little Joey Pagano?”“Yes, Father, it is.”“And who was the girl you were with?”“I can’t tell you, Father. I don’t want to ruin her reputation.”“Well, Joey, I’m sure to find out her name sooner or later so you may as well tell me now. Was it Tina Minetti?”“I cannot say.”“Was it Teresa Mazzarelli?”“I’ll never tell.”“Was it Nina Capelli?”“I’m sorry, but. Regardless, Debbie didn’t have contraception in mind; she had just wanted to readjust her position.She brought her legs up, bending them at the knees with her feet flat on the ground. She was spread wide open leaving her young, sweet, wet pussy perfectly accessible for me to move in.“I’m ready,” she breathed nervously. I was nervous too, and so excited that I was shaking. My length stood out proudly, harder and longer than it had ever been before, the head swollen and dripping precum in.