It was a joke she enjoyed."Clara actually smiled and leaned back."Marnie was invited as my guest to a party but she would be arrivingseparately. Now w...e both have friends in the gay community and I know someof the rougher crowd. So I told her the party started at 8:00 and gaveher an address. But it was the address to a different party. The partyshe showed up at was an all male party and part of the BDSM scene." What?" Oh, you know, leather, handcuffs, stuff like that."I must have looked a sight. I’m making sure that when he opens the door, my scent is the first thing he smells. The room is lit with candles, their scent is like the one I’m wearing. My heart starts beating fast as I hear his key being turned in the door. He opens it, steps in, turns to close it when I reach my arms around him from behind. I turn him around, place my fingers to his lips, and whisper in his ear not to say a word, just do as I tell him. He smiles as I reach up and kiss him slowly, removing his coat,. . Again, she examined and saw the tiny droplets seeping from its split tip. Tenderly, she stroked the uncircumcised foreskin down its now stiffening full length, then helped it return to cover the ever growing glans of its head."Pest," she heard him say softly.She squeezed his cock tightly for answer, then dropped her lips, kissing the expanding purple head. She positioned her body so that he could see, then she kissed it again.He groaned and she took it into her mouth, letting her lips move. Cleaning in an absolutely horny state is pure torture. I think there are more than a handful of spots that got cleaned at least twice because I couldn’t for the life of me remember if I had already done them or not. I got distracted a lot, by accidentally rubbing my crotch against furniture, but simply rubbing my thighs against each other when I was crawling around, and even by seeing phallic shaped household items - I wouldn’t have guessed how many of them there are. When I crawled to my spot.