I was between girls that night. My last one had used up whatever bit of sexuality that she had left, and I had told her to get lost. As I said, I don'... care where they go. They are adults, and are supposedly able to look after themselves. The girl had entered my life just to be used up like a sheet of toilet paper. And just like toilet paper, I had no need to keep it around once it's used.Anyway, the doors to the night club burst open, and a rather pissed off lady emerged. She was followed by. “Hi,” he said. “I’m Steve. Welcome to the Cum Bath.”“Hi,” she responded. “Thank you. This is my first time here.”“That’s quite all right,” he said. He was tall and clean cut, the type of person who you would want at the reception of a place like this to assure new customers. “So, we have a few packages. The basic is just a thirty-minute soak. The Gold package includes a pre-soak session with Sean.”“What does the pre-soak session include?” She asked, interrupting him.He looked up from his. Samantha is seeing how far she can slide her tongue into my cunt. Everyone else is fucking like crazy after this new idea the Scottish promoters had for these two Edinburgh concerts." What idea was that?"They put in a runway that led to the 'Sin Pit'. It cost us something like fifty seats but they compensated for it by charging extra for the 'Pit' tickets." She giggled. "And considering it gave those that weren't selected to join us on stage a chance to get their hands on our naked bodies I'm. Then my wife had an issue with her spine that has since made sex almost non existent. For years now, I have lived with sex once or twice a year - which was hard, I have to confess. But last year my wife said something to me during a very frank discussion we were having about my needs (sounds selfish but it was also to a discussion about her future health planning and needs etc...).She said:"We can always treat the times when I can have sex with you as your reward time".I said a few words.