“You know exactly what I mean. Don’t make me spell it out for you.” The fingers of one hand held several Ben Franklins while the other hand was ...upping the dancer’s breast, the thumb teasing her bare nipple. Bree levered herself into a standing position suddenly very much aware of her nakedness. “Honey, spell it out or get the fuck out!” The dancer waited a full thirty seconds and then turned and hit the red panic button on the wall next to the door. The dim lighting flared to normal suddenly.. They both looked embarrassed. I laughed. Ha, you do, dont you, you finger your cunts! Go away, leave us alone No Im wanking, Ill go when I see you wank too, go on take your stuff off let me see your tits and put a finger in your cunts and Ill cum on you both. Have you seen cum? Have you even seen a hard cock? I bet you havent. The girl to the right looked like she might start crying and shouted. GO AWAY! I was getting on a roll now and didnt let up. No, Ive told you, Im wanking and want to cum. So the next day we called Tom and asked him to go see an afternoon movie, without hesitation he agreed.Tom never wore shorts he had the whitest legs in the world so he was in jeans, my husband was wearing cargo shorts. I was wearing a black skirt that had an elastic waist and a tank top with a built in bra. I'll admit not my best look but it was easily accessible so perfect for what I had planned. Like I said, it never got sexual unless I initiated it and he hadn't tried to turn me down yet so. “Most people don’t do it at all. Ever.”“I could stay like this for hours,” I said in my dark chamber.“I know,” she said. “It’s not that it’s me, it’s just a woman. And I’m giving you the full benefit of what a woman is made of.” She lowered herself again and ground her crotch against my face. It was only a few days since Shazza had done the same, but her crotch had been naked and the whole thing had been more overt, less classy. Reedie had a confidence I had never encountered before. She knew.