Stephanie and I were doomed the day I met you. Steph was beautiful, sexy, and even though a gentleman shouldn't say things like this, she was absolute...ly marvelous in bed. But Steph lacked something, something that you had — excuse me — have — in abundance. I don't even know what it is or how to describe it, but you have it and she didn't. Apparently it is something I have to have in the woman I end up with."I looked down at the floor to see if the level of bullshit was obvious before going. She was also wearing like a collar that is normally used for S&M. Her hair was blonde and long to her lower back, bra size was a A~B cup but he had a huge round ass, the thing that made her so sexy to me besides her amazing ass was her sexy glasses and gothic style look she had going for her. So as I sat watching the dancers do their routine on stage she asked me if she could sit on my lap which I happily agreed to with a "Yes". We chatted for a bit until asked her for lapdance as well. Once. He moved his finger slowly in her, letting her get used to the slight pain, and then he started moving his finger faster and spanking her at the same time. Her whole body was on fire, nerve endings tingling as he abused her soft skin. The pleasure was so intense she felt dizzy. When she felt his cock fill her pussy again her knees went weak and he had to actually catch her so she won’t fall. He held her for a few moments, not moving, letting her get her balance back. When she was steady again. “Is that all?” Cathy asked amazed that he wasn’t getting one every night. If she were him, she’d be begging for a massage every chance she got.“Yes,” Mike answered. Seeing that she wanted more than one word answers to her questions, he said, “She gives me a massage when I’ve been particularly tense or there is some important event coming up. She does it only when she thinks that I should be relaxed. I don’t ever ask her for one. She just decides that it’s time.”“Oh,” Cathy said staring down at.