She then said that the food was great, but that Sally’s night was ruined because the stripper had called off sick. “I know it was short notice,”... she said, “but for £350 you’d think he would have at least made an effort!” I said that I was sorry for her but there was nobody I knew that even knew a male stripper. To which she replied, “I don’t suppose I could persuade you to do the job, there’s £400 in it for you!” I tried to get out of it by saying that I wasn’t a professional and wouldn’t know. He didn't pull out of me but just kind of laiddown on me still holding my arms securely above my head.John started kissing me, lots of tongue and wet kissing.I heard Mark say, "Bravo John. You just fulfilled one of yourfantasies but no doubt you have others too? Now it's time towatch your wife get slut trained by two experienced masters. IF she does well maybe we can all meet again before the weekends over?"I cuddled up in John's arms on the bed and Angel joined us.John put an arm around each. I was exhausted, dirty and gritty from sweating all day, and probably covered in bruises from the move. I didn’t care. I just wanted him. I needed him. I turned to head to the front room, but he entered the kitchen as I turned, ‘Hey, baby. Man, I need a shower!’ He approached me and gave me a small kiss. I didn’t speak, just smiled mischievously. He crinkled his eyebrows, but glanced down. He smiled and I realized I had wiped my hands on my tank top, and now there was just enough moisture to. Ericka told me that they gave me 100$ and i would let them do anything they want and if i struggled or said no i would have to go back out there and make her at least 75$ more i was so high my eyes were like marbles under my cheap makeup and i wasn’t gonna be a bad sissy for her, she gently grabbed my head and said YOU MAKE MOMMY SO PROUD, YOUR DOING GREAT AND WHEN THEY COME BACK TO BRING US TO THE ROOM , I MUST SHOW HER HOW BAD I WANNA BE HER BITCH BOY and how if i play my cards right i might.