We reached her apartment and she asked if I like to hangout with her in her apartment, I readily accepted, we walked in, it was a beautifully decorate... house with a lot of paintings which were done by her. I sat on her sofa and she sat opposite to me on the other seat, she put on some mild music, and we started talking, suddenly I asked about her intimate life and asked me what would I like to know, I froze hearing this, she sensed my anxiety and asked if she could sit next to me, I said yes,. Also in hope to avoid early duty as his submissive, starting immediately after midnight. Luckily for me, he's still too much of a gentleman to wake me up right after midnight, in order to do duty serving him with anything he demands... Much later, when we discuss the 'dirty details' of our great game, he confesses to me, he does indeed take and use me as his cum-slut, while I am in bed, deep in the arms of Morpheus. I remember well, how it turns me on, when he paints me, with his warm words,. Every one that had stripped was either trimmed close or shaved like Karen. Karen said that most of the time she had her eyes closed, but she found it very sexy to hear all of the moaning and and smell of the musk scent all of them put out. By the end the shy girl had pulled her pants down to her knees and was masturbating furiously. She came very loudly and drew the night to a close. I was seriously turned on and when Karen stroked my cock I came in about 2 minutes. The club continued meeting. Then I reached out my hand and wrapped my fingers around it. I felt him tense with pleasure as I gently squeezed him. I slid my hand up and down the length of his shaft, admiring the feel of another man's cock in my hand. I was mesmerized. I'm not certain how long the stranger let me stroke his cock like that. I was so taken by the fact that it was even happening that I could think of nothing but the feel of his hard cock pulsing in my hand. I wanted him to cum from me jacking him off. Now.