“Yes, this is going to happen Saturday night at one ofthose places where men sit behind a plate of glass andwatch women with other women or with... men. The men cantalk to the sex workers though a microphone and tellthem exactly what they want them to do and then watchthem do it. They can hear every sound on the other sideof the glass. They can even choose music and lighting.“I’ve made all the preparations. The lighting is goingto be dark and moody at first, but as you get into. ”“I love you Claudia and I’m very proud of you!” He kissed her and his loving hug exposed her bare ass below her new teal green dress.“I do feel better meeting your friends as host, instead of going to a party.”The first to arrive was Brooke wearing a white crop top that was barely buttoned and blue jean short shorts. They commented on the other’s choice of clothing as friends, not rivals for Dan’s love and affection.Soon the other guests started to arrive. Claudia found it easier to greet them. Feeling my massage with one hand, she turned to me, which made me jump at being caught. Although she didn't see what I was up too, it did make her suspicious as to why I was massaging her with one hand. I then lost control, and threw the pillow to the floor and let her feet rest against my hard cock. This immediately triggered a reaction from her, when she turned back and was greeted with my pole, standing hard in my pants. What she did next shocked me. She flipped over, and whispered: "Wow. He must’ve taken a pill, she thought, as he continued to hammer her relentlessly. After what seemed like an eternity, Jack grunted and slid out of her snatch, furiously jerking himself off as he climbed onto her. “Open your mouth, chickadee,” he ordered. Selena obliged and parted her pretty pink lips just as a hose of cum shot out of him, splashing all over her tits, face, and hair. She lay there, her chest heaving with exertion. “Alright, now get out,” Jack grumbled, picking up her coat and.