My thoughts again turned to the men in the waiting area. I put on the negligee and positioned the corset just right. My tits looked amazing. They were...high and only partially covered by the corset. It covered my nipples, but not much more. As I smoothed the negligee over my body, I felt jolts of electricity going straight to my pussy. I didn’t know if the men were still there, but I was wet and feeling bold. I walked out wearing the negligee. They were still waiting. Again I asked for their. Not now. Not this horny, this high, this in need. He knows, and cruelly avoids touching me. “So desperate to cum aren’t you my little slut?” He torments, gently trailing his tongue all around my clit between words. I nod furiously and moan desperately. Suddenly, it all stops. He is off the bed, and not touching me. I feel hot tears of frustration spring into my eyes. “Patience. I know you are a cock hungry little whore, pet, but my slave needs more patience.”We sit in silence for what feels. She just gave me a semi angry stare that looks really cute. I guess she was trying to be funny too. So before the food arrives, we do not feel the tension anymore.After dinner she suggested that we go bar hopping. Well, in Angelse City bar hopping means Go Go Bars. I never went to a strip club with a girl before but since I see she is pretty cool about it, I agreed. While in the clubs we drank beers – San Miguel Light. We kept comparing which girl is prettier and who can really work as a. The man began to pump his fist back and forwards, slowly at first, but gradually pushing deeper and deeper into Kevin’s bowels until the young man’s screams became a single long howl of agony. Suddenly, the man stopped and made to withdraw. Kevin, crying now, instinctively tightened his torn muscles around the man’s wrist. The man, not caring what damage he’d done the young man, pulled out. Kevin screamed again. The man squared up behind Kevin and pushed his cock head up against him. Kevin felt.