"You can't dance naked in bars in this state. Strippers have to wear a bottom and pasties. I could manage that. Besides, it might give you a thrill," ... teased.We went round and round on it. I knew I would not have sex with anyone. No one knew me. He could have a bit of fantasy. The guys would get their stripper. Everyone would be happy.At first Gary was not convinced, but I think the idea of me stripping in front of people turned him on. We had great sex that night. The next day we discussed it. His first idea was to pit him in a wrestling match against another of the objects. He had selected a younger, slim but still muscular, reject from the gladiatorial school. This beautiful young Adonis was chucked out for no other reason than failing to recognise the principle arse he was intended to worship, literally. The gods had given him a heavenly mouth and tongue but he deliberately appeared to be unaware of whose cock he was supposed to suck, and for whom and when he was meant to bend. She said “naa dada” I said please let me touch your boobs only she was very shy at that movement. Which she closed her eyes and for 1st time I feel her soft big boobs. It’s was great feeling, for 1st time touching an elder ladies private part. I came back to chair and ask her to lift her hands up. When she did it, wooowww it was great nude beauty in front of me. I asked her to keep her hands down. And ask her to jump. She began to jump slowly, wooowww she was looking amazing moving her boobs up. Her mesh slid up her body, off her lowers, which turned out to be slim, stylish black lace, then slid over her taught tummy, as she swung, but they stopped sliding just shy of revealing her bounty.Trixie was doing her make up at her station in the back stage dressing room of "Leather & Lace", one of the more up scale erotic clubs in town. She looked up as Stacy walked in through the hallway from the stage, naked from head to toe, having just finished her show. "Hi Stacy, how's Michael doing?".