We’ll do our thing.”Thus, the groundwork was laid; pardon the pun.---Baxter and his wife made all the reservations, separate hotel for the gals. W...e guys were set up in a suite. Double single beds and a couch that made into a bed.Saturday morning we made the trip in Baxter’s SUV. He dropped the wives off and we went to our hotel and checked in.We spent the day shopping and visiting casinos. Baxter’s wife had said no booze, so we didn’t bar hop.We all got together for dinner at The Keg and then. So I felt that somehow, fucking my friends was one up on fucking a paying client. This made me wonder what it would be like to have sex with the man who would be my life’s partner, if ever I found him. Would the climax be so intense that I could not stand it? I did not know as I had yet to experience it, if it in fact existed. It was musing in this way that led me to wonder if such a partner might exist for me and if so, how would I find him? I was in no way unhappy, but thanks to my inner. He knows how much I cared for him and he also now knew that I would do anything for him. Does he realize that I could give him a night that neither of us would forget?I never blew a man before but I already had a cock myself and knew just what would get my juices flowing... and now I just needed to see if I could handle the matter at hand (hehe).I helped him take his t-shirt off as he stood and could not believe how happy I was! Finally!"Yeah baby." I said aloud. He looked at me. Then smiled. You finally get your pants off and you start to stroke your cock fervently.By now the dominatrix starts to truss up the mans cock and balls, as the cock bobs in front of him the dominatrix slaps his balls and laughs wickedly! "These balls are mine now, slutboy! You should have been careful what you wished for, you just might get it.."In your horny, almost feverish desire, you find yourself wishing to yourself. "I wish that could be me!" You find yourself on the brink of orgasm as the dominatrix.