It was really a ritual in humiliation more than anything else but it was working. The owners knew that when my boys and I walked through the door however, that there was going to be a super hot show and they would always make an extra large private room available just for us. Xxx Courtney, the goth chick at the door who takes the money and gives out the membership cards and stuff like that, said, “Ohhhh, hi you guys. He glanced at me and asked, “Are you proud of me?”
In that moment, I was outrageously proud. If the night wasn’t so beautiful and the view wasn’t so damned spectacular I would have excused myself 15 minutes into the evening. I could tell Jomo was on the verge of orgasm because he was pounding harder, moaning loader. He inhaled the aroma deeply. Everyone in the room
