He started to slow down so I kept the rhythm by moving my hips and grabbed his ass and forced him to ride out his orgasm. With a final thrust both of...us got off one last time. Kevin collapsed on top of me a moment then rolled onto my other side. Georgia grabbed the towel next to the bed and used it to gently wipe off the sweat off our bodies and then kissed me deeply. I pulled her leg over me and enjoyed having her body on me. I really enjoyed Kevin but I had enough play with a man, I. At thirty-five years old, I didn’t see the need to pay for sex, as of yet.The other sauna, however, was the one I preferred. The patrons were generally an older crowd, and there were no rent boys, only guys looking for a bit of fun without any of the affectations or harassment of the chic sauna.The sauna was old and unfashionable, but clean and neat. It was relaxed and often yielded very satisfactory results. Most weekends, I would visit either on a Saturday or Sunday, sometimes, even on both. She would as usual function as judge jury and disciplinarian. Punishment could be lashes, a visit with the warden or time in the pits. Another partnership would not be allowed for six months unless the performance level rose to ninety percent for three months. The Syndicate had also announced that polygamous marriages would be allowed; that disappointed One-eight-six. Her suggestion had not been about a lot of sex on the contrary it was about privacy; eight hours of relief from training and. “I ain’t a rapist,” he started with and my eyebrows furrowed. I wondered whether I had done something to impose that opinion on him. But soon, he continued, “I respect your right to say no. But I also respect that you’ve told me you want to be my whore, and if you don’t meet my standards, I won’t just keep you around to spare your feelings.” Shifting between my feet, my stare faltered in something like shame. Why did the thought of not being up to Dallas’ standards scare me so? “So if we don’t.