I want him, need him to be closer to me. He slips my shirt off of me. I reach for the hem of his shirt which he wordlessly takes off. When he does it...gives me a chance to admire him. His toned stomach, caramel skin flushed, and the way his arms flex as he does the movements of taking his shirt off. With our shirts cast to the side I unbutton my pants which he takes over. He kisses me a final time before moving to my neck. He found my spot easily and began to darken the skin. Nipping and biting. We all stepped into the club and were greeted by John as we walked into the big room on the ground floor. He turned and pointed to the area that usually was the dance floor."We're not finished setting up," he said, "but, we've got enough of the basics done that we can complete the setup for you guys!"There was a circular stage in the middle of the dance floor. The floor of the stage was about eight feet above the dance floor. The stage was about forty feet in diameter. Surrounding it were. Remember that little slut in San Antonio that gave us both such fantastic blowjobs just before we eacfucked her the last time we were there? What was her name again? Juanita I think. Anyway, Lydia's blowjobs make Juanita's look like amateur hour. So whip it out there Norm. Let Lydia take care of it for you. She'll suck you dry and swallow every drop of it."I looked at Lydia and said,"Well what are you waiting for honey. It's all right baby. Go ahead; give 'ole Norm one of your patented. How close in are we going to get before you start the engines?"I looked at Chuck and he thought about it and said, "We'll drop the sails when we're a mile offshore. That way we can move up to the dock and maybe back in. We have to remember that the Bell may come out here to berth too. Hope the house is big enough."Julie, one of Chuck's hip growths said, "It's big enough. We used to have as many as thirty people visit at the same time. You know, I didn't think I would miss this place so much. I.