I followed lots of worker driven commercial pick-ups on my way, and I was hoping that maybe one of them would pull in the parking lot and take a meaty...dick into the arcade on a cum break, but that didn’t happen. However, there were enough cars in the parking lot to give me encouragement that I would find some action.Once I paid my $8 buck fee, and signed the receipt promising not to engage in any sexual activity (fingers crossed), I went back to the booths. As I walked through, there was only. I stood there looking at myself in the mirror and I wanted to fuck me. Reality hit me as I left the room and headed downstairs to the bar to meet him. I panicked and wanted to just go back to my room. I gathered up my courage and walked into the bar and sat down. About 10 minutes later he walked in and came right over to me. I introduced myself and when he checked me out and smiled I knew right then we were going to have a great time. After talking and setting our boundaries I asked if he would. "That kind of fanatical rhetoric and defamation aside, the reality is that you're not going to some cozy life like the sultans of old. That is true for both sponsors and concubines. Colonization is hard work, which is why we need many hands going at it. Both citizens and subjects must do this. Think of the sexual freedom as the reward you inherently get for doing your duty and preserving civilization."Now, perhaps at this point, you still have questions, so I'll allow a few queries now.. One of them asks whether he can put his cock in her mouth instead of using his hand to keep it hard. I nod but remind him that he cannot cum until later. He readily agrees and seconds later my wife's mouth is filled with a long cock, pumping in and out.I stand watching the line of men working their way through my wife's body. More than 45 minutes later, and 20 almost non-stop orgasms later, I call a stop to the pleasuring of my wife. She lies on the massage table, limp, exhausted by the number.