After dinner on Tuesday, instead of going back to our room, he headed outside the city limits to a strip and sex club that he heard about. My story wa... unfolding right before my eyes.Kevin led me into the club which is named ‘Pharaoh’s – For a Taste of Black”. As our eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room Kevin said, “This isn’t your usual sex club, Ed. My friend told me that most of the patrons are black men, and a few black couples. The thing that makes it different and interesting is that white. Again!This time my climax did not produce much cum but it did make my legs tremble and I slammed my asshole down on the toy passing my previous best and getting all but one or two ribbed sections in my hungry fuckhole, I was gassed, I had been fucking my poor asshole for well over 90 minutes now and could take no more.I cleaned up and stashed my newest toy in the spare room as well, I removed the other toys as I would never need them again now that I had this b**st of a cock, I showered and. Gradually, and after the removal of some impossibly high heeled shoes, her charge straightened up.Suddenly, the darkness of the night was split by the twin beams of headlamps on full, scything through the blackness, coming down the lane. Our cab had at last arrived.Carol had obviously offered to give the hapless woman a lift and helped her into the rear of the car and then followed her in to sit on the back seat. I sat at the front and confirmed to the wordless driver, our destination. Denise,. This time, she was between Megan's legs. Megan saw herself thrashing on the boxes, licking her own breasts, screaming herself to orgasm. Her free hand slid down her chest and along a breast, over her stomach to her twat. She used her middle and index finger to spread her lips then aimed the water at her swollen clit. Her vision exploded with a series of bright, pulsating lights. She dropped to her knees with a yelp that echoed over the running water. Her body spasmed three times, each.