Working the ladies, to their great approval

Zalah’s gaze followed Soham as he stepped of the stage and approached the table next to it, where a busty black woman, dressed in nothing more than a silver collar around her slender neck, from which two chains, also made of silver, extended themselves down to the rings that were pierced through her thick nipples, was seated.

Sporting a faint, knowing smile as Soham stopped right in front of her, the black woman simply nodded her head to him.

At this, Soham seized hold of his cock with his right hand, and began jerking the heavy cum-tube, the apple-sized head of his member jutting around in the air while his balls had begun to throb obscenely.

After not more than four strokes, Soham bared his teeth in a wolfish grin as the first drops of his cum cascaded forth from his pisshole to splatter against the woman’s heavy breasts.

"It’s incredible,” Perrima leaned up to Zalah, “but I’ve seen Soham cum thirty or forty times in one night, and he doesn’t even use any of the potions which I supply to this place.”

Zalah nodded her head to show that she was listening to her friend, while she kept looking at how Soham had drenched the black’s tits with his cum, the silver-chains now weighted down by cum so that they were plastered against her chocolate-coloured skin, before aiming his pisshole at her face, proceeding to drench that as well in his thick, seemingly never-ending spurts of rich, glistening balljuice.

After having coated her breasts and face with his cum, Soham moved on from the black woman to the next table, were a brunette, who of course had the same toned, curvaceous physique that seemed to be a requirement for entering this establishment, was eagerly awaiting him. Wearing a pink satin sheet that were held up by a gold-chain that ran around her neck, the brunette’s erect nipples were poking against the thin cloth, while her arousal had stained it’s lower edges, soaking it towards her skin.

Nodding her head and opening her mouth, the brunette’s blue eyes sparkled with lust as she watched Soham once again starting to jerk-off his massive cock.

Pulling open the clamps holding up her “dress”, the brunette allowed the thin garment to fall of her nubile body, now sitting naked in front of Soham; a black tattoo running up from her crotch to her stomach, parting into a pair of tongues above her navel and reaching up to below her firm, round breasts.

Amazed by both the brunette and Soham, Zalah watched as the dark man once again manipulated his turgid cock four or five times before ejaculating, another lengthy and generous series of cum-strings being jetted out from his cock to land on the brunette’s body, soon turning into a stream of gooey white than ran down over her flat, toned belly.

After Soham had repeated the process with another four women, giving each of them a generous sample of his semen, a large black man, with bulging muscles and ten inch cock that protruded straight forwards as he walked, approached Zalah’s and Perrima’s table, carrying a tray with two silver chalices.

Serving them their drinks, the black man then dived down to his knees in front of Perrima, burying his head in her lap and starting to lick her pussy.
Cocking an eyebrow as she watched Perrima moan at having her pussy licked by the waiter, Zalah coolly said “So that’s a pussy-licker?”
“Uh-huh…” Perrima replied, before bringing her drink up to her mouth, and taking a large taste of it.
Grabbing her own drink and looking at it; Zalah could see that it contained ruby-coloured wine, with a swirl of thick white in its centre.
“Snowdrop claret…” Zalah said to herself, before tasting the wine.
“Good?” A voice suddenly asked Zalah.

Looking up, Zalah found that the voice belonged to a dusky beauty with raven-black hair, with an oriental-looking face and exotic sapphire-blue eyes.
Apart from a white robe that hung open to reveal both her massive chest and her thin string of curly pubic hair and her vaginal mound, the woman was completely naked.

“Hello, Amina.” Perrima grinned at the new arrival.
“Perrima, it’s always a pleasure to have you here. But who is your friend?”
“I’m Zalah, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Zalah smiled at the woman, not even bothering to try to hide the fact that she was ogling the woman’s tits.
“Likewise, and I’m sure that you’ll find it even more pleasurable that I have arranged for you to be properly initiated to our little club.”
“How?” Zalah asked.
“Oh, that’s meant to be a surprise.” Amina’s voice was suave and husky as she seated herself next to Zalah, placing her right hand onto the inner side of Zalah’s left thigh.

Just then, Soham had finished feeding Celia with his cum, mixing his own cum with that already present on her fabulous face and her bountiful tits.
As he came closer to their table, Zalah noticed that Soham’s cock seemed to have swelled in size, now seeming close to twelve inches long, cum dripping from his glistening cockhead onto the floor as he sauntered towards them.