We thought we would be there until the early hours of the morning, after all it was a Friday, and we had a whole weekend ahead of us for playing our s...xual games.We woke up at about seven pm. Getting up, we dressed and headed out on the town, not knowing what the night would bring but determined to have fun. As we headed into Soho I saw a sign that I recognised for a club called Madam JoJo’s. I had been in there before as my brother had worked in it at one time and I knew it was a gay club. It. “I’ve never seen a mouth better made for cock sucking.” He reached over and thrust his thumb into my mouth like he was examining an animal. My dad didn’t move. I licked Mr. Rooney’s thumb and sucked. He looked shocked but I noticed his cock twitch briefly. “Fucking faggot,” he spat as he pulled his thumb out. “What’s the matter?” he snapped at my dad. “Too chicken to help your cock hungry son? Too chicken to come to his defense?” He made clucking noises. “My son can look after himself,” my. She starts moaning loudly as her Master fucks her. Ms. Jones digs her fingers into her slave’s hips deeper as she starts pounding her pussy. Slamming her cock in over and over again grunting with the effort and moaning as the pleasure starts to build in her faster and faster. When she hears her slave moaning in pleasure as well she knows she wont last much longer. Her thrusts come faster and faster.Amy is panting and moaning crying out,“Fuck me fuck me.” over and over again.And then one last. She lifted her skirt and slipped into them."Aunt Emily always warned me to wear clean underwear in case of an accident," she muttered. Toto's ears perked up as she spoke."C'mon, Toto," she said, cheerfully. "Let's see where this storm has blown us."She went down the stairs. The front door was blocked; the impact had forced it off its hinges. She headed for the back door. It opened, but the porch was gone, and it was a good four foot drop to the ground.She got down on her knees and dropped Toto.