” Wendy thanked her. Karen eyed Wendy’s deep cleavage. “Maybe you can suggest a nice sexy bar or nightclub we could enjoy?”“That depends on ...he kind of sexy fun you’re looking for. ‘Club Seven’ nightclub is a hot place to enjoy music and dancing ... and a little discrete action. It’s only a few blocks from here,” she grinned. “Or there’s the ‘365’ here in the Hotel, its so, so. I’d say the two best places are the Ghost Bar, or Club Seven in the same building on Robinson Street. Club Seven uses. I crossed my arms as well. "Then I guess you can say goodbye to your phone, your laptop, your Playstation. These are things that a responsible teenager has, not some mewling child."Laurel was shocked and looked ready to cry. "But Mooom..."I raised my eyebrow. She stopped.I continued, "Now ... how did this start? Show me."Pauly laid Laurel back, moving his hands to her breasts, massaging them. She started to push him away, but then she looked at my determined stare and lowered her arms.Laurel. Oooowiiiieeeeem, look at the angry tight little brown eye. Boy, your boi/cunt looks as if it been used very badly. It's all red and swollen, puckering up like it wants to be kissed...' It was then that I felt Mister Henry's breath on my anus and then his lips embrace my anal opening and kiss it, gently sucking at my very tender outer anal sphincter muscle. I could not help but moan as Mister Henry's lips and tongue worked at my tender rosebud sending unknown waves of delight thru out my body.. What next, I mused. I did not have long to wait. Someone bid two hundred for her to turn and face the audience. This was answered with a challenge of three hundred. I could image her thoughts at that moment. The first would be a NO WAY. But then her fighting spirit would take over, saying I WILL SHOW YOU. She must have thought exactly as I was sure she would; she decided to go further. It was her way of saying I AM TOUGHER THAN YOU THINK. She slowly raised her arms and started turning. By the.