He thumbed across the nipple as he used his other hand to release the cufflink. Just as quickly, he shifted his attention to the other breast, applyin... a gentle tugging to the nipple while he freed the opposite sleeve. “Quickly now,” she whispered into his mouth as her lips sought his. “I want to feel your naked skin against mine.” She captured his lips with her own, pressing her tongue into his mouth, and groaning as he sucked on the offered organ and rapidly dispensed with the remaining. He had his knees bent up a bit and spread apart enough that I could see a huge hard on lying across his stomach and off to the side a bit. He didn't have any tan lines so he must do this often.At first I sort of panicked, but he wasn't moving and I figured he must be sleeping. I know he couldn't hear me with the waves crashing. I stopped and waved, just to acknowledge him. He didn't move, so, he could have been sleeping or just staring at me. I turned around and realized that he could have been. “Mon Cherie ….. Fuck me again……….. Yes ……………… Higher… Lower…. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GOD ………………………The stud performer sprayed his hot liquid all over her and then the show was over. Hands came to pull me up and back to centre stage. Back to a new audience I could tell. It was way past midnight and a new crowd had gathered, louder, drunker and demanding live entertainment. Maybe I was in a different club. The Adult one. It looked different and my friends weren’t anywhere to be. Mills had her male dance partner get his chest waxed in order to wear a costume that was open in the front from his neck to his waist.My wife was really impressed when he had his chest waxed, and mentioned it to me once as I passed through the room while she was watching the show. I didn't realize at the time, was what impressed her so much was how painful she thought it must have been! But for me, a seed was planted. Getting my chest waxed bare — a return to my pre-nubile days. It somehow.