"Anyway, let's go upto my room, and get you set up. We've got a cot up there already setup."After setting up his things in Emily's room, her mother po...ped her headinto the room. Taylor had met her in passing a few days earlier, andshe seemed nice enough. At least she wasn't as scary as Mr. Jackson."You girls all right? Need any snacks?" Mrs. Jackson asked."No, thank you," Taylor replied."Not yet, mom!" Emily replied."Well, let me know when you do," Mrs. Jackson went back into thehallway."So, I. He was waiting for me, standing beside his car. He doesn't tell me where we're going, even though he could not. I would of still at least liked to of heard him assure me he was not pissed at me. The drive takes a few minutes until reaching a night club. Now this isn't some high end nightclub with neon lights & current music. The outside was like a office building, the kind you see made of dull cement with terrible looking banners displayed outside. Tons of people inside dancing to LMFAO songs. Before she can begin anew, there is a knock at her door. In a panic, she drops the ink pot and knife. “Shit!” she exclaims at the broken porcelain. “What was the Lexi?” a woman’s voice says from the other side of the door. “Sorry mum,” she replies hastily, wiping the blood off of her mouth and dragging the sleeve of her shirt down,” you just startled me and I dropped my ink pot. Come in” Alexis’s door swings open, and in front of her is a red haired woman in her thirties. “Lexi, are you doing. I quickly found the original red thong that Domme Demand had given me. I wrapped my cock in the fabric and began stroking my dick and caressing my balls. Rapid passionate movement took over as I erupted in a flow of lava. I erupting over and over again all over my mirror. I fell to my knees. My splattered cum rolled down the mirror's surface. Without direction or understanding, I leaned forward and licked my cum off the mirror. It was if she was watching and commanding this performance. My God.