“I also write short stories for an internet blog,” I added as I sat up my computer.“What type of short stories?” she pressed.“Fictional stuf..., mostly,” I replied.“So, do you offer tutoring services?” she asked, as her computer booted up.“No,” I replied, “my day job keeps me pretty busy.”She peppered me with rapid questions as I sat up my computer.“Are you married?”“Yes,” I replied.“Happily married?”“Mostly,” I replied.“Do you go to strip clubs?”“I try not to,” I dutifully replied.“Have you ever. When he first saw her she had an even toned, light pink colored skin. Now her skin was marbled in tone from being spanked, slapped, sucked on, whipped and beaten. He looked at the marks trying to identify which was made by his hands, which was made by being sucked and bitten, which had been causes by the leather strap. There was hardly a patch of unmarked skin on her body. He was impressed how she could push through all the different types of pain she must be going through and just stand. “Do you like that Sarah,” she teased as she did it again, then again. “I do.”Wonderful sexual tension as I watch Michelle and my man sliding cock rings along their raging erections and fastening the clips under their balls. They are both stroking their erections and comparing without saying a word.My man is sitting on a chair facing a wall length mirror, with a full on, thick, nine-inch erection. Michelle is standing alongside him. Also with a full on, thick, almost nine-inch erection. Intense. When would you like to begin?”“Excuse me?” Herbert was a little shocked in hearing that she owned stockings but in society today who really didn’t. After all he was sure that with her body she probably used them when she was younger. “When would you like to start. Also if you don’t have a studio I know a friend who can do the whole set up.”“Wow, em...tomorrow? I just need to charge everything and get some of my equipment over but I can do that in the morning. The studio sounds amazing.”“Great,.