One of the dancers had a particularly large cock as I recall, and though we weren't really allowed, or supposed to see them, they did wear these stock...ng like coverings over their dicks. As long as they wore those, they could get as hard as they liked, and once hard, they would then tease some of the women in attendance with them, slapping them against their faces, or even their asses. As part of my surprise for the evening, I was seated in a special chair on stage, a large sheet was then held. "It was almost always the younger ones who caused mischief, so I was surprised to find thirty-year-old Roberta wiggling her butt at me as it half-showed through her grass skirt. We were working on a thatch assembly that would be part of the roof of a new hut.She turned and directed her silky voice at my ear. "Daddy, I miss your cock so much. My pussy is wet and gooey and it won't be happy until you shove it full of your cock. You gotta do me like a bunny, daddy. Please? Pweeeze?"My cock was. I watched from far they were chatting with her and enjoying casual conversation. The two guys were wearing sunglasses and were smiling as they talked with my wife. I fell asleep in the chair for about 15 minutes and when i opened my eyes my wife was now in the water and one of the guys was standing chatting with her with his cock semi erect and not too far from her face. They acted completely normal as they conversed and my wife was just smiling and enjoying the casual relaxed atmosphere of. " A tiny sniff. "I'm sorry I couldn't call last night. I tried to but I just couldn't. I started thinking about the hard things. Don, do you think you could talk about holding me and touching my hair again? Please?" Then she started to really cry. My heart melted. She was in worse shape than I'd realized. "I can try. Do you have a pillow or something to hug?" Another sniff, "I've been hugging my 'Scruffy Bear' for over an hour." "Okay, scoot over a little so I can sit.