The girls smiled and we found a couple of tables that we could pull together for the seven of us. As they watched the brunette on stage strip down to...a g-string, jerry turned around and said that they welcome amateurs to strut their stuff and that if they want to flash someone without getting in trouble, and he pointed to the stage. There were around 20-24 men and about half as many ladies in the joint. As we were eyeing the crowd, a pretty blonde, dressed only in a pair of lacy shorts. Being married for seven years to a man that enjoyed being wanked off meant I was more than capable.With a sense of relief I opened my hand and took hold of my attacker’s impressive cock. Holding it firmly I slowly started to stroke up and down its full length. The young lad moved back a little and ordered me to look down at what I was doing, this I did. I could clearly see my hand clasped around his thick cock and his balls hanging underneath swaying back and forth from my slow wanking. His was not a normal lunch; he would go to the gym and work out with weight training and cardio for about 45 minutes. Mike spent the last 15 minutes of his lunch hour showering then eating a salad, or yogurt or some other healthy meal.Three and sometimes four times during the week he would get up early and run 5 miles before he went into work. The summers in Phoenix could be brutal so he ran at daylight to avoid the heat as much as possible. Mike trained harder on the weekends in between, his. "Damn Sasha you trying to kill the pussy?"Mike asked. "Oh shut the fuck up!This is all your fucking fault." Mike did't say another word,he just helped himself to Tammy's rock hard nipples and began to tease them. Tammy was beginning to enjoy Sasha beating up her pussy. Streams of juice flowed out her pussy. You could feel the heat rising off of her cunt. Sasha was beginning to love the fact that she was still on top of her game. She can make any man cum and now any woman. She started to ease up.