Dad’s pubic hair mats against his boy’s ass as Dad’s tight nuts nestle between his boys legs. Cum and sweat drip from Dad’s balls on mine. Sti...l, my cock feels like it is going to explode.“That’s such a good boy,” Dad whispers in my ear.“Thank you, Dad,” I groan. “May I, please, cum, Sir?” I beg. “Please, sir.”“You want to cum, boy?” Dad asks. “Show Dad how much you want to cum.”“Please, Dad, may I cum?” I plead. I feel tears sting my eyes, my nose runs. “Please, sir, please, allow me to cum,”. No window display, but perhaps enforced discretion was better at working on the imagination than any dressed frontage. Not too much discretion. Illuminated letters above what would otherwise be an anonymous black door leave no room for doubt: ADULTS ONLY. “After you,” I said to Belinda.A hen party was in progress. Unmistakable. Several young women in drunken hysterics over phallic objects impossible to imagine fitting any regular orifice. The front of the establishment is all sex toys,. She pulled my head up to let me know she wanted to be fucked. I placed the large head on her pussy lips and started slowly pushing it in. She raised her hips in anticipation of the monster cock. Once the head was in the rest followed easily. I started a slow rhythm at first as I shoved the cock deep in her pussy. I increased the tempo and she was rocking her hips meeting every thrust. I knew she loved big cocks watching her fuck several before."Fuck me Ada, fuck me harder!"I spread her legs. Contrary to my expectations, the organizers pulled the show off pretty professionally. There was a nice schedule, we had a small stage for ourselves, with purple leather chairs and nice lighting and even a pretty little blonde announcing us with a slight east European accent. "For the next show, it is Novella and Kathrin, talking about being public about sexuality."There was a small crowd around our stage, barely 100 people or so. They clapped nicely, and we walked up to our seats. Novella was.