Mmmm! They say a picture of beauty can speak a thousand words of pleasure…Well every time a picture of you comes into my mind…damn I find myself g...etting lost in so much pleasure and desire…that without hesitation I feel my dark cock getting excited for you…Wanting you, needing you…and when you’re not here I find myself touching myself for you…I get lost in the realms of wanting my lips pressed against your lips…as our tongues begin to explore the hidden pleasure zones…Damn just sitting here. I was out for a night of fun in one of my regular clubs dressed for the kill in a short red pleated skirt red top and four inch open toe shoes, I was having a drink with one of my regular friends there and this guy walked in catching my attention I don’t know why but I knew it was him, it was like it was glowing with a light on him and his eyes on me. I stop in my tracks walking towards him our eyes focased on each other when I reach him and before I could even speak he said ‘Monica’ he knew it. Standing her upright as she’s still fully clothed in her wet riding apparel, he leads her toward the center of the barn, her eyes widening as she stares toward her now naked friend’s obscenely bent double position. Her stomach quivers, almost nauseated as she stares at the matching red welts rising across her friend’s hooked buttocks with the whip jammed in her exposed vagina while her bare breasts dangle, brushing across her upturned chin. Practically dragging her toward her friend, he. As I washed my hands and fixed my hair Mike walked in. “wow it’s empty in here” Mike said.“yeah I guess its hidden well so people don’t really notice it” I replied. Mike then walked behind me and to the urinals. The next thing I know I heard the sound of his pee hitting the water. I could not help myself as I discreetly glanced over the reflection of the mirror to see his dick. He had a beautiful 9 inch dick and just the sight of it made me hard. “ok well I’ll see you out there” I said trying.