"She told me a lot," he replied. "All of it good, I assure you." "What exactly do you do?" Anita wanted to know. "You aren't the weight loss people, a...re you?" "Oh, my word, no!" he replied. "Far from it. Weight Watchers is a nightclub." "A nightclub?" "Oh, yes. A men's club actually." "But I'm a woman. Why would Tina make me an appointment for a men's club?" "Well, we do like to throw parties for women. Usually only our dancers, but Tina thought you might enjoy our special treatment." "But how. At one point she whispered:-Krzysiu, maybe you would like to unzip this ramp because I'm uncomfortable?Without unnecessary words I followed the command and my question was on top. I asked:-Why are you doing this?She replied:Do you see all the girls in our class? I'm not interested in them, like them, romance, war and other fuckers. I just love the male members and I need them.The last words she uttered with stoic calm, at the same time very quickly exploring the head of my penis, which caused. I always insist on a condom for that. I had a guy cum in there once and I felt disgusted shitting it out,” Doris said and screwed up her nose in disgust. “I will remember that Doris and stay away from it then. It doesn’t bother me. While some girls like it, others don’t. I can take it or leave it. It’s not high on my agenda. I would rather a 69 than that,” I said as I relaxed even more with her. “Thank you. If you feel you want to, then I will be happy to give it to you, but I would insist you. Within a few minutes John came in the door and when he saw Kathy he asked what was wrong, had we had a fight and did she needed a place to crash for the night, she told him no, but that she really needed to talk to him in private. Each apartment in the building had its own terrace with sliding glass doors opening on to it from both the living room and the master bedroom. John asked if she wanted to step out on the terrace and talk. Once outside she sat down on a glider and John sat beside her..