I had often been tempted to visit the club on Sunday’s in the past, because they had a live sex show that took place from eight to nine o’clock, p...ior to the boogieing that would follow.Finally, one Sunday evening I gave in and attended the show with some buddies. The reason I had elected to attend the show, was because Freddie Flex would be appearing. He was a contortionist of incredible ability and one of my friends had seen him perform a few years before. With the assertion given that. He hen asked her if and she does not mind he needs to massage her bums too and so hase to removee the towel fully, to which my wife agreed. Now my wife whole back was nude for his gaze. He started to rub and masage her bums and her thighs and every time he pushed his hands up from knee to her bums.His fingers would reach betwen her thighs my wife slowly was opening her thighs and giving him more access to her pussy. He was massaging quiet freely now and also allowing his fingers to linger on. Then his eyes looked up at me. What Isaw in them told me the conundrum he'd been wrestling with had beensubdued. His hands moved to my hips, fingers curling to hold on tight. "Iwant to try something."I nodded, wondering what he was going to do.He smiled, then lifted me off him just the slightest bit. Then, with thesame power and speed he always brought to the gridiron, he rolled over onthe bed, taking me with him. The world around me spun, and the next thing Iknew, I was on my back on the. It had already been a long shift at the nursing home when the night took a decided turn for the worse. As Sarah was attempting to get one of her more difficult patients back into bed for what seemed like the dozenth time since she had put him to bed originally. The patient in question had a bad habit of trying to feel up his nurses and aids, but until tonight, he had never tried it on Sarah. Tonight her luck had run out. She had come to his room yet again to put him back to bed, only to find.