When I went up to the bar after she finished and disappeared off stage, the bartender told me to go to the booths, that my special request had been fi...led and to go to #8. Now, after putting in the proper amount into the machine, she looks at me through the glass, smiling. ‘Did you miss me, Nick?’ she asks. She leans her head back, arching her back, running her fingers down her front, unbuttoning each button to her white blouse, but not taking if off. Her small skirt rides up her thighs,. Should I be professional and suggest that she leave or should I give in to temptation and enjoy myself?It took me about half a second to come to my decision as I poured a small amount of oil into my hands, rubbed them together and started to massage Angeles breasts. She closed her eyes and smiled as I massaged the oil into her soft boobs, daring to rub my thumbs across her nipples which were already hard. Angela was breathing heavily and then after a while she opened her eyes, grinned up at me. Red-faced and embarrased, she entered the room. Her party dress was gone, and she wore a white lace bra that barely contained her well-developed rack, sheer enough to display her large, dark areaola. Her satin boy short panties set off the black straps of her pink strap-on dildo, a short, thick protrusion from her crotch.Jessica had her mother’s vaguely hispanic look, though there were clear differences. She was shorter, and her hair had less curl, though that may have been because she wore it. Here she was, completely naked, hot and sweating after her run, dried cum on her face and hair, and nobody was man enough on this island to just take her. Ginger got a hold of herself and put her hands on her hips looking like a stern, if naked, school teacher."Skipper, if you want me, you're going to have to knock up Mary Ann first," said Ginger."But, I need it now," whined the Skipper, "Gilligan, bend over." Sure, Skipper," said Gilligan agreeably as if asked to pass the salt. Ginger pushed.