Ok, Miss la-de-dah I guess I can help. You come back tomorrow night, say eight, and I'll show you a few tricks, might even let you watch me with a tri...k."Emily felt yet another shudder in her shoulders at the words, yet also rising excitement, realising that her wild idea might actually happen.“Ok, a few things to remember. No posh clothes or jewellery," Gail said grabbing her wrist and looking at the gold bracelet. “No handbags or purse or money.”“Ok, I get it. Best be safe.”The prostitute. Everyone ate their heaven cake and shared a couple joints. No one felt any pain."There's the Anne Frank tourist, the Von Gogh tourist and the red light tourist," Reno categorized."I'd love to see the Van Gogh museum," said Sarah, excited."Let's go there tomorrow. It's quite nice." Mostly we're the red light tourists," said Melissa with a giggle."How come?' asked Reno."The experience," Sarah explained."Sarah wants to interview the girls," Vic completed."And if you know of any strip joints...". I didn't and soon found myself in a small room with a double bed. We all four sat down on it and then Tony asked us how we both thought we should proceed. I was very shy about it all and really didn't want my husband to see me in the arms of another man so I asked if it were possible to be in different rooms. Tony looked at his wife who smiled and nodded and then Tony took my hand and led me out of the room into the next one. My head was rushing with blood and I felt faint with excitement mixed. Her legs went rigid behind her and she trembled with the effort involved in not trying to escape to the left or the right. "Spread your legs!" he told her, and she complied. This made her more stable--and opened up her pussy to his view from behind. He began spanking her right below that pussy, the blows wrapping around her legs to deliver a sting to their insides just below the lips. Amanda returned, holding her largest dildo in hand. She sat down on the couch next to hwere Kimberly was bent.