He certainly didn't want to cum yet, this was a night her wanted to last.V was looking at Josh's face when she saw his hand start to move then stop an... his eye fix on something Debbie was doing, from her vantage point on her knees in front of Josh she couldn't see around Debbies leg to see what she was doing. Switching hands she continued to pump Josh's cock and used her free hand to move Debbie's leg. She had never seen a woman masterbate before, she didn't like it in the few porno's she'd. Pulling a pillow out from beneath the hotel bedspread he lay back, clasping his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.He heard the sound of a key in the lock, but did not take his eyes off the ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her enter the room, close the door, and lock it behind her. There she stood quietly. For minutes they stayed this way. Neither one of them moved. The only sound was her increasingly deep breathing. Finally, he focused his gaze, taking in the picture of. Once we had settled in, I asked her to pick a girl to dance for us in the champagne room. She ended up picking out a stunning blond with a sizable rack and a tight, tight body. Once we got into the back room I asked the stripper to dance for my wife. She was told the rules of the club (can’t touch her pussy) and it was so hot to see this woman dancing between my wife’s legs. The dancer was getting very close to my wife and her movements were pushing up my wife’s skirt which was now barely. "Most call me Dale but I suppose it's only natural for me to be drawn to Cat-woman." I giggled a little to quench my nerves. "I didn't know you were a friend of Emily's," I said trying to formulate some sort of civilized conversation. "I'm not really, I'm a plus one to my mate Darren over there but as you can see he's got more interesting company." Darren was engulfed in conversation with a girl dressed as a German bar maid, with basically her boobs completely on show. I couldn't blame Darren.