Once more than ran back up hers sides, sliding forward under the gown to run over her flat stomach, feeling her muscles tense under his light teasing ...ouch and back for his thumbs to run along the edges of her back, every higher. Her breath caught in her throat when he found her breasts, caressing the sides at first where they were exposed, to move more to the front, cupping their weight in his hands, massaging them until his thumbs grazed across her nipples, making them turn to hard little. At first she thought it was a joke but after finding the club’s website, it confirmed what she had been told. Knowing nothing about how to use body-paint, she figured she would just check out the club, and see what it was all about. Fortunately, it was only a block away, a very short walk. Selecting her shorts and tank top from the day before, she stuffed some money in her pocket, grabbed her keys, and left. There was a bit of a line heading into the club, and after having paid the entrance. I felt his big knob between my buttocks, pressing. I thought for a moment he was going to go up my arse. Steady, boy, later maybe. He found the right hole, and pushed in, just the knob, and finding me too tight he stopped for a moment. "Fucking HELL, you're tight, you're fucking tighter than you were when you were ** (age)" he chuckled"Hey I WORK OUT, what can I tell you?" I laughed loudly , again it echoed back off the distant hills, mountains, Ange's titties, whatever.Ange was standing next. My heart stopped. My dick grew. It was her. She was emptying her case and putting her clothes away. I watched her and stroked my throbbing cock. She placed some clothes on the bed. Put her case in the corner and moved over to the mirror which was directly infront of me. She looked at herself a while squeezing her boobs and ass as she posed. Then suddenly without warning she removed her vest. Her huge round boobs bounced as the dropped. Her nipples were pink and perk. Perfect. I started jerking.