I prefer driving to the next major city to get it out of my system there, without turning into the talk of the town right away.One of my first discove...ies were gay/lesbian burlesques. That sounds more boring than it is, because I found a small club where (among others) a small lesbian troupe was performing once a month, and they didn’t disappoint. When I saw them the first time, I was curious about the large female proportion of the audience, and about seeing many of them dressed and made up. I did not think about you not being able toenjoy this like I am. It would have been so sexy. See you next time."She disappeared and the screen flashed again. It was the first time ithad happened after a session, but Steven was too busy dialing thephone.He blinked and the shadowed number flashed beneath his lids and a mananswered, "Dr. Smith's office."Steven blinked again as his painted mouth opened. "I n...need to makean appointment. B..B...Barbie sent me."The man did not hesitate to answer. The absurdity of it tickles me for the barest of moments, and then the thought is gone, like all the other questions. There’s only the feel of your skin, and pressure of your lips on mine. The slightest scratch of my nails when I draw them over your neck and shoulders, clothes sliding off and sheets being thrown to the floor. You leave my lips and fall to my neck. Your breathing deepens and I’m losing grip of you. Feeling my alarm you tighten your grip on me and bite down. I can feel your. I handed Steve a pair of gloves, took one swipe across Ted's willing thighs with the nettle. Steve was unimpressed. Then he saw the spots start to rise. He had the gloves on and took the nettle from me. He used it on Ted's thighs and calves. Ted was loving it. In a break in the action, I pulled Ted's trapped cock from beneath him. It was huge. Even in that strange position. Using a very small amount of lube I starting inserting my little finger in that beautiful piss slit. Ted moaned.