I kept my little, black, leather purse and straightened out my dress. It was a short, Chinese cocktail dress in a satiny deep purple. I was wearing th... four-inch heeled, patent black stilettos Catheryn had bought me all those months ago. There weren't nearly so sparkling and new, but I'd kept them in immaculate condition and they wrapped around my feet like a second skin.The club was impressive; very modern and multileveled. Atshushi greeted Catheryn like an old friend, all the while smiling. His large full balls were just as smooth as I knelt before him to feel and see this work of art. His cock was easily eight inches of silky smooth rock hard flesh, as I wrapped my small right hand around the shaft. Holding his cock I looked up to his eyes and slid his length onto my lips, then slowly fed his cock into my mouth. As the first cock since my husbands, slid to the back of my mouth, a pang of guilt spread over me. This pang of guilt strangely aroused me, making me feel like a total. I hadn't noticed him in the crowd. "Wow," said Annie beside me, "She's really gonna get it now." "No!" I almost yelled, breaking from Annie and lunging for the paddle. "I'll do it!" The crowd cheered! "Jesus!" I muttered under my breath. Johnson handed me the paddle and I looked down at it. It was lighter than mine, but it could definitely pack a punch. I looked back at Chantelle, then at the waiting audience, then down at the red ass swaying seductively and seemingly beckoning me to paddle it.. He gave the blackout curtains a quick shake to settle them against the machine, then straightened out his bed covers.After gathering a few stray articles from the floor, he bundled up his laundry and headed to the laundromat in the basement.Years agos some enterprising tenant had rented the basement from the landlord and set up a coin-op laundry. The original tenant had left, but the landlord saw the advantage of the set-up and kept it going. Someone had dragged in a couple of old recliners and.