I sighed as it seemed like it was going to be another slow night and Iwasn't going to see any action. Taking a big sip of my drink, it wasthen that I ...oticed her walk in. Blonde, hair pulled back in a ponytail,dark red lipstick and dressed in a tuxedo. Though the club was a bitdark with some ambient lighting, I did notice that she looked a littleolder. Fixing the cuffs of tux, she stopped at the other end of the barand ordered a drink as she began to peruse around the floor herself.It didn't. She removes her hands from my chest and straightens her back. Closing her eyes she has a look of pure extasy rush over her face. Her hips stop their movement as she bites her lip, enjoying the heat and lightning surging between her legs. Before long her hips begin their movements again. I move my hips to meet hers as my hands move up her soft skin and cup her breasts. Rolling her nipples between my middle and ring fingers makes her moan louder. The sound of her lust pierces my ears and I lose. She and I have become quite close."At a party given by the club that night, they both met Phil Bingham, Joan's husband. As he left them to refresh his drink, Karen turned to face John. She rolled her eyes. "Wow, that is one hunk of man. If I wasn't married..." You would do what?"Karen laughed. "Girl things, like I did you."Now John laughed, as he recalled that the first time that he danced with Karen, she had run her pussy up and down his leg. "Poor guy would get a wet leg right away. Is that. Evidently, the Latina was happy to belong to this tough Italian guard. The other concubines all winked at him, clearly understanding what was likely to happen.Giulio, meanwhile, constantly felt Marta's and Janine's fingers caressing his cock and balls. He didn't exactly mind that sensation, or the promise of what was to occur next. His women, while only two in number, had the right attitude for slave girls.Both of Laurie's concubines had trouble sitting down, of course. Zenobia Stanfield's most.