The club has always been a place of freedom for exhibitionists. Most times I would just come here to prop myself up on one of the benches that ran the... length of the walls in the room set aside for dancing and watch the parade of people. As I stepped out on the floor, I realized that tonight must be my night to be the entertainment since the dance floor was nearly deserted. As I was in rare form and horny as hell, I really didn’t mind too much. As song with a slow, heady beat began to throb to. ‘Here,’ he tried to hand it to her. ‘No, no,’ Heidi said desperately, ‘I couldn’t.’ Mrs. Krantz looked a little upset that her husband was giving away her paintings. ‘She doesn’t want it,’ she protested to her husband. ‘Don’t be silly,’ Mr. Krantz denied, ‘The girl likes the painting. Give her the painting,’ he forced it into Heidi’s hands. Mrs. Krantz looked a little desperate for a moment, but she finally agreed. ‘Yes,’ she said, dejectedly, ‘Take the painting.’ Heidi looked at her. He was average about 7-8 inches but curved upwards. I pressed my lips to the nice smooth head and started to bob my head back and forth with my lips tight around it sucking and slurping taking it out ever few stokes to kiss the head and run my tongue up and down his shaft before taking it all the way back down my throat. (My goal for ever cock I have ever sucked is to leave bright lipstick marks on the guy’s groin). Only took 4-5 minutes before I tasted the first drops his pre-cum seeping out. Still, I wasn't exactly fond of going back to my relationship with Miss Rosy Palm.As it turns out, Kate being sidelined was one of the best thing that ever happened to me. That night when I went to bed, I expected to stay up a while reading and then fitfully try to sleep, hopefully being able to will my longing erection down. But when I got into bed Kate was immediately touching me, kissing me, gazing up at me with those green eyes that couldn't hide arousal if her life depended on it. I.