It's like I told Sean before we came in here, if the sex is fun and you enjoy it then you'll come back for more, if it's not and I treat you badly the... you won't. Also, if I treat you with respect then you'll respect me." I looked at her seriously. "Sean doesn't appear to be homophobic, and I've just discovered that I'm not either. Now as for everything else, what happens here tonight stays between us no matter what. Now are you really ready for me to fuck you or would you like to be just a. “She danced in here four nights a week,” the bartender explained.“Did she have a boyfriend?” I asked.“Not right now, she used to have one. His name is Lester Davenport. Lester was little Amy’s daddy,” the bartender further explained.“So whoever did the family got Sharon, Amy, and sharon’s mother and daddy?” I asked. “Is that right?”“That is the gossip going around. Course nobody has said nothing official about anyone else involved.” she said.“So was there anybody new in Sharon’s life?” I. " That, I find hard to believe." It's true."After more pondering, Pyx finally said, "But won't I get poop on you cock?"I nodded. "But that's okay. It'll wash off."Pyx looked intensely unhappy. Tears started forming in her eyes. "But ... but that's not right. Menstrual blood is one thing. But I can't put poop on you." By this time she was on her knees, begging. "Don't make me do this. You can poop on your slave, if you want. But a slave should never poop on her master."I thought this through,. I am pretty sure he gets a blow-job there, but then he is allowed all the fun he wants too you know, hey fair is fair.I walked into the nightclub that I love to pick up men in so much. It is almost always filled with horny single men just out from work. I moved and sat at the bar by myself as I always do. I was wearing a sheer black blouse with the buttons undone and tied across my chest; no bra and my beautiful tits clearly are showing. My large erect nipples are jutting out like pointed darts.