Tonight she was going to the male strip club to pick up a man with a nice big cock and screw him and suck him all night. She loved sex and wanted a ma...n huge and strong that can handle her nympho urges. She loved sucking cock deep down to the pelvis bone making him scream in joy. She wanted a hot and wild man tonight. The male strippers were always ready for sex after all the women have fondled and stroked their cocks during their routines. She loved to put her had in their cock sling and feel. Hope found it hard to breath. So…Kent Robbins was a bit of a voyeur. She watched him watching the Latina, who was wholly and completely watching her own partner, who was totally into her. When the song ended the Latina stepped up on the stage and gave Kent a quick peck on the check, then returned to the encircling arms of her lover as the two of them left in a hurry. The man on the conga drums stayed while another guitarist joined Kent. It was a rousing duet of dueling guitars. Lacy and her. Then he should know how to control my mind, too. That's the one thing he hasn't done to me yet."Betty held her by the shoulders. "You're in love." Yes! Can you believe it? I want to tell the whole world: I belong to him! He owns me!"They stood like that, close, smiling. But slowly the smiles faded, and they were just looking into each other's eyes. "Betty ... do you ever think about that night? Do you ever think about ... the kiss?"And the door opened. Quickly, Belinda backed away from her. After an hour, he started rooting through the parts. "Looking for something?" Mindy asked. "Yeah, I'm looking for part number fourteen." "I'm part number fourteen!" Mindy said. Guy stood and turned her face to the side. "Oh, so you are!" He told Mindy to get naked and lay on the floor and then he slid several accordion panels onto her body, forming what would be structural bulkheads of the machine. As the day progressed, and _Pink Floyd_ wailed out "Welcome to the machine!".