The guy at the door looked like he was allergic to soap, and possibly even water, but I took a deep breath and rummaged in my pocket for my ticket. Th...e stupid thing had cost me a mint to get, but Jack had sworn it was worth it. The last six months had been a fog for me after the death of my parents and my sister's disappearance. In an effort to shake me from my lethargy, he had insisted I attend this "show". There were about ten other guys in the room, and most of them looked like repeat. She sucked hard as she retreated to the head before descending again, each time faster, lips tight, tongue firm against the underside.Whimpering and groaning as sparks of pleasure spread through him, he closed his eyes, trying to gainsay who it was and what she was doing to him. But knowing that impossible truth drove him to unreachable heights. Despite praying for the frustration he had learned to expect, the lust she unleashed overtook him. So he surrendered to her will, as he always did, and. Finally I bent over and kissed her pussy softly and tenderly several times. Then I separated her lips with my probing tongue as it slid up and down her slit. She closed her eyes and stared blankly at the wall as I licked and sucked her to her first orgasm. Her body shook and fired juice into my face but her face still stared blankly at the wall. Her eyed flickering as she came was the only noticeable response.I released my throbbing cock from my pants and entered her eagerly. She just lay there. I had taught Wendy my kinky ways and if she hadn’t enjoyed it I would have ended it. In fact she had learned to turn the tables on me and she knew I was as willing to take as I was to give. Tonight though she would play the sub, it would be the first time I’d shared her so I was keen to see how she would respond. Martin and I also swapped giving and receiving and both of us took plenty of pain from each other when we wrestled. He agreed to my plan for the night and I prepared him for Wendy’s.