Unfortunately it was my back he was pressing against. However, ashamedlyI rubbed myself against him and I soon felt his bugle pressing againstmy cheek.... Our bodies were moving in time with the music and his hands were gropingand caressing my rubber clad curves. He touched everything except myhard swollen cock.He broke off to pick up the lit candle on the coffee table. Standingbefore me he held me at my waist and began to pour the hot wax on myswollen cock. I screamed through the gag and this. I don't have time for a gym, but my job keeps me more than fit as it's quite physical at times. Paula though (and our other sister Meg) is five four and almost elfin in appearance, a honey blonde, petite with a small but nicely proportioned bust and the cutest arse you could imagine. Blue-green eyes, dimples when she smiles and a lovely personality. At 35 she's in pretty good shape for her age, though no one is ever going to mistake her for a teenager or even in her 20's, but she carries her. It wasn't until I had been attending the meetings for some time that I was asked to join the club. I figured it would be pretty cool and give me something to do, new friends. So I accepted their invitation and my sizes were taken for my leather vest with the club logo and my pants. The night of the ceremony I was sworn in in front of at least a hundred members. The secrets of the club were not to be told to our wives, our families or even our closest friends. The club was now my family and we. She had cried at first, but Caroline told her someone who couldn't commit to really supporting her would only pull her down. The additional loss of her lover was just a small extra burden for her to bear.She really wasn't sure how to broach the subject with Caroline. Although they were good friends, Di wasn't used to discussing such intimate topics with her, and she didn't want Caroline to think she was prying. Eventually, she just came out with it."Have you been able to ... um, have you tried.