" Perhaps I know you better than you know yourself," said Albert."This has to stop," said Mark. "If this continues I face the sack atwork, and God kn...ws what at home. Already I have ceased to functionsexually." I don't think Jennifer will mind," said Albert. "Her tennis coachkeeps her satisfied."Mark was unprepared for this, and instead of asking the obviousquestions his mouth just dribbled something meaningless."I have photos," said Albert. "You can have them. You can show hertoo. You. Shenodded at him, whispered something to Holly and they both looked at mewith amused expressions.As the second act ended, Jennifer and Holly each took one of my hands andled out of the audience to the entrance of the club, where MistressVictoria was waiting for them. As I looked back at the stage I noticedthat act three had begun with 12 muscular male dancing for the crowd.Mistress Victoria spoke with Jennifer and Holly, and although I couldn'thear what they were saying, both girls were nodding. I am 41 years old. Nice in looks, decent body, VERY intelligent, fun, and just an all around nice guy.My wife is honestly quite beautiful. 32 years old, 5' 6" tall, about 140 pounds, a natural redhead, and drop dead gorgeous. I am not saying this for the story, but telling what is true. She is one of those rare women that the older she gets, the more attractive she gets. When she walks into a room every head turns.Her body, to me at least, is perfect. 36-30-37 Nice firm tits about 36c, flat. Dorzi sighed and to my surprise, his cock began to swell quickly. Soon it stood out against the deep blue of his robes, curving up wards towards my face. This was the type of cock that I liked; I told Dorzi so, with a smile. He smiled back but said nothing,“Good,” I thought, “I’ve taught you to behave.”I set my knees down on the cool stone floor and wrapped my lips around his cock. My hand slipped down to its very base and the work that I performed there ensured that Dorzi’s organ remained at.