“Yeah, it might be fun, but I doubt many of us could afford it, when for the same price they could rent a bar girl. But I wonder if there were enoug... gals to support a, I guess it would be a ‘host club’? Where you gals could all could go and have fun with guys without pressure.”“Oh, in Tokyo they do have host clubs, it is a real thing. But mostly only old or ugly girls go to them.”“Riku, that’s not nice!” Deb said, and he just shrugged.“I do not make the rules, Debbie. But you at least should. I feel a chill each time my clit touches the fabric. I scream your name, riding you in my dreams, my hair all over my face. Faster. Faster. Faster. Until my whole body stops, and I start shaking. I land flat on the bed, gasping for air. But you wouldn't be done yet. I continue rubbing more slowly, the way you lick me after fucking me hard, knowing that I can do more. Knowing that it's not over. And in a matter of seconds I'm back. I roll over and push my face in the pillow, fingering myself. We were received by a middle aged woman. She was talking freely with Aamil. He told her about me and she looked at me earnestly. I could not even look at her because of shyness.Aamil led me upstairs. He made me stand outside the door and went inside a room after some times he came back and asked me to go inside. I was still in a dilemma should I go inside? bWhile I was thinking, Aamil pushed me inside. Go buddy, be a man you will definitely like her as I told you, when see her and I heard his. Then she pulled something out of a drawer, smiled back at him.The warm lips of Felicia slid like velvet over the sensitive tight flesh at the tip of his cock and he looked down to see the sprite slowly taking her lips running them over his aching cock. She was the best tease of hundred that he had known throughout the millennia! She flickered her tongue wickedly across the underside of the rim of his head and Santa reached a hand down to behind her head and pull her face around his needful.