Instead of racks and walls of manacles there were boothswith tables. Instead of the parade of wild and exotic costumes he hadbeen expecting the patron... were dressed like real people, many of themprofessionally attired as though bankers or lawyers during the day whohad not bothered to change before they came here. The only realindication of what type of clientele favored the club was in the slimnumber of people adorned with leather collars and leashes, and in thegeneral attitudes of the some of. All fucking yours!" I screamed at him."That's fucking right slut. Look at your fucking husband and tell him!" Marlon ordered."It's all Marlons baby" I moaned out "he owns this pussy anytime he likes"."That's right bitch" I heard from Marlon as his hands gripped tighter on my waist. He was fucking me so good and deep.His hands kept running over my waist and arse. They were such manly hands that even that turnt me on."You want this cum slut?" Was the next thing I heard.I looked at Mike who gave. More confident now and very much turned on I knelt and pulled down his trousers and boxers in one smooth action. His cock sprang out and eagerly I began to caress him and suck and lick at him. Marvelling at how smooth and clean shaved he was down here. Since my first experiences my technique had improved and there had been other opportunities to suck cock. After a while he eased me to my feet and fumbled at my belt buckle. Swiftly I helped him out I was that excited. He pulled my. They came at the same time and both fell forward, his cock was still deep inside her as it twitched the last of his cum entering her womb. My dream had come true, Happy Anniversary Love, I whispered into her ear.We helped her to the bed, she couldn’t take her eyes of Marks cock. How old are you she asked Mark, nearly 20 was his reply. I was your Barman tonight. She was a little shocked but reached down between her legs and felt his cum leaking out of her pussy and lifted her fingers to her lips.