As he did so, the man let out a moan. I could see traces of David’s saliva on the now exposed tip. David pulled down harder on the tight leather jea...s and soon all of hardness was exposed. David continued to lick the thick silky shaft and as he pulled the leather jeans down further, I could now see David running his tongue all the way down the man’s seven hard inches to the sack of balls hanging at the base. I watched closely, my own pussy on fire, as David ran his tongue along the man’s balls. Sheila giggled and shrugged, "Of course! Some are just k**s trying to get laid, but most of the men here make their living that way! They are called "Renti!" But their interest is real -- and real hard -- even if it's not for your brains! Go with it or not, but have fun! You're not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy!" And with that she grabbed the arm of an athletic young Black man and headed for the dance floor. As soon as they got to the middle, Sheila melted into his arms and started grinding her. “You wouldn’t understand.”“Try me.”“My exes were all the same, very demanding in bed. We would go on dates and they would TELL me to suck their dick, or just start gropping me and taking off my clothes without asking. Sometimes when we would have sex it felt almost like rape.” I cringed at the last word. “We looked like great couples, they were handsome, popular and well liked. And in public they looked like they loved me, but in private it was only ever about sex. We never just sat and talked. "He instantly said, "Gracias, we never get company. You are with the grandee forty to fifty foot lady offshore? You must be so proud of that boat. I think about it daily, how Beautiful she is. She is the best vessel in the harbor."I soon told him that Henry owned it, and before I could get it out of my mouth, he said, "Oh yes, that I know. Henry is a nice man. He has been here before."It was hard to tell how many times Henry had been here, but that made me feel a bit safer about us being down.