"Because I'm surestaring at the dainty little thing on the back of your head is exactlywhat got off my boyfriend. You're such the dainty little slut, ...aren'tyou?" I'm so sorry, Francesca," Ryan apologized. "Please, just let me takethis off and...." Oh, hey mom," said Francesca, snapping right back into her phony sweetmode, squeezing Ryan's arm as her mother came in."Tracey?" said Mrs. Stemler, looking at him and then her daughter. "Whatthe hell are you two doing in here, and why does she have. Jason was a great lover for my wife, and with his bisexual side, he and I were able to work together to satisfy my wife every time we met. Other than incidental contact in satisfying my wife, Jason, and I had not ever had any contact one-on-one. My wife had always remained our full center of attention and focus in all our playtime. About five years ago, we had made plans to see Jason for an extended weekend in Atlanta. He would drive to Atlanta, and we would drive to meet him there on a. This is important to know. Especially as you're one of their up and coming members.You're a legacy member, inheriting your membership alongside your estate and wealth when your father died. You've been a member for a few months and thoroughly enjoy every moment you spend at the club. Indeed, you're making quite a name for yourself in the club. Quickly making strong alliances in the club. You family business has gone from strength to strength as a result, making you possibly the world's most. All the time he spoke he was still stroking his lovely cock slowly and rhythmically. Glancing back down I said ‘are you going to make it cum?’ ‘Hmmm maybe’ he replied. Then returned the question to me. Looking down at myself I realised I had been u*********sly stroking myself too as we chatted. The only difference was his cock was laying in the palm of his hand as he stroked and I was just rubbing mine with my thumb and forefinger, I realised it hadn’t grown at all even with the rubbing. I.