Shelooked very angry as she pulled me just inches from her face.I tried to explain I still needed to make it but before I could she threwme down acros... the floor. I landed hard looking up to her to hear hertell me that I should have that ready first thing before anything else."IS THAT UNDERSTOOD YOU STUPID BITCH!"I looked up wide eyed from the floor and with a trembling voice repliedto her, "Yes Mistress Betty, I'm sorry."She looked down at me for a minute and told me to go get her riding. I handed him the note and he read andsmiled and buzzed me into the club.Once undressed, he was getting hard himself andreached over to tweak my nipples and fondle my balls.As he did, my 8 of manhood started getting hard. Hestroked it a little, bent over and kissed it and saidI was in for a good time. He handed me my two tokensfor drinks and told me to go through a different intothe club. As I went through the door I realized it wasa dark narrow hallway. I as stepped into the darkness,I could. I'll never forget that scent and how wet we made the bed. I can still hear her scream right as her pussy exploded. It's just as well. She died abruptly of a heart attack at the young age of forty five, I was very sad that day when I read the obituary. She died single and that broke my heart for her. We would have made each other happy. Especially in the bedroom.Then there was Margaret. My mistress of five years. Margaret was a very plain looking woman who never wore make up. I remember meeting. Her hand went down the front of my jeans and her fingers wrapped around my now straining cock.The helmet gone I pushed open the jacket and grasped a firm breast.God it fet good and her nipple was so hard.My mouth went to her nipple and i sucked as I flicked the stiff flesh with my tongue.Emz pushed me away and sat on the bikes seat,one foot on the floor,one on the seat,spreading her legs for me to see her lace panties and the thin dark line of damp that was there.I kneeled between them and.