It looked like they each danced on one leg of the "L" and then moved on at the end of each song-- one off the stage, the other replaced her, and anoth...r woman started new behind her. It didn't look like there were any other women there besides my girlfriend. She got a few looks from patrons, as to be expected, which I liked. I couldn't blame them-- my girlfriend is hot. There was one woman sitting between two men at the far corner of the bar from us, and we couldn't tell if she was a dancer. For the next hour or so, my father and my stepmother rode happily along, chatting and pointing at things as we went, my stepsister rode behind them, and I rode behind her, which wasn't too bad when I realised I now got to look at her tight little arse, in those tight grey pants of hers, and I think she knew it as well, because every so often she would rise up out of her seat and wriggle her little round behind at me, before sitting back down, and once again I felt a stirring in my shorts.After. Sherry walked over into my arms without further question. She had submitted to me and didn't even fight it! We kissed then. Her hot sweet breath filling me. Her tongue timidly invading my mouth. The desire building between us. Grabbing her hair, she whimpered as I pulled her away from me. She was gazing at me submissively, so I led her by her hair to the sawhorse and bent her over it on her knees. I moved around the front and crooked my finger at her. She did not hesitate to give me her hands.. This thin, rippled jock was smiling as he came toward us. He walked with a bouncing motion walking as some jocks bouncing off their toes. My friend introduced us and I was friendly and hoping my erection wouldn't give me away as to how excited I was to meet him. I have a room set up in my house to do massages and will occasionally give massages if asked. My friend told Allen, that I gave the greatest massages and he said, I love massages. I rolled my eyes and said, who doesn't! Everyone.