I really didn’t know what to expect but hubby and I wanted to check it out. Hubby asked that I wear something sexy, a short skirt and a top that sho...wed off my boobs. We arrived around 9:30pm paid the membership fee and walked into the club section. Hubby got us a couple of drinks and we sat and just watched what was going on in the club. There were a maybe 3-4 couples sitting at tables and a single guy sitting at a table. The single guy walked over to our table and asked if he could join us. He. Multiple copulations became the order of the day. The outer skin of my cock and the inner flesh of Claire’s cunt became red and raw from the heat generated by insatiable frictional forces. At the same time, our hearts and minds were nearly bursting from the passionate and obsessive adoration engendered by such breathtaking lust. ***Claire assisted me in my sling and together we were lifted into my wheelchair. The girl helped me dress and I helped her. There was going to be hell to pay. As her ass passed over the flame, Sister Dominic cried out, shrieking as the fire bit deeper."Man, she's gonna bite off somethin' if you keep doin' that," Joe warned, still pulling on her hair and slapping her face."If she does, she ain't gonna have no teeth. Knock 'em out if you have to,"Jack said.Sister Dominic felt her body being held steadily over the flame now. She felt the fire licking her ass, going into her shitter and singeing her bowel flesh.He moved the lantern down a little more and. From the fragments still available, Sappho’s poetry was about love, for the most part.”“Wasn’t she also a lesbian?” Barry asked.“Possibly. Maybe even probably. Her poetry reflected the narrator’s love of women and men. However, her male contemporaries also wrote similar poetry. Gender was not as important to the people of that period.” Georges offered a sly smile, “And, technically, I am a Lesbian as well. Lesbian being the English name for people from my island.”“So what kinds of things happen.