I took a digital camera with us to take photos of the evening and was bummed when the club would not let cameras inside (I didn’t have a camera phon...e ). Fortunately I snapped some shots back in the hotel while Julie was dressing, so I at least have those. Whenever I look at them now I almost can’t believe that Julie stayed that exposed for all of what followed.We headed straight to the balcony when we entered so we could grab a table near the rail overlooking the stage. I immediately bought. ”“Well don’t start thinking the night is done. I haven’t even finished giving you your massage.”He rubbed deep into her legs, rolling his hands and working her calves as if to reshape them, unraveling the tense muscle and producing a fluttering gasp from Sophia. He reached her thighs, and she held her breath. His hands were so close, and she was fully exposed to him. He retained his professionalism, giving her muscles the attention they needed. If he told her to stand up, she wasn’t sure she’d. Amy pulled away for a moment, searching through the purple, blue and red dildos in her rucksack, handing over two silicone bumps: “Stick these in your bra, and you’ll have tits too”.They both laughed at his new cross-eyed nipples, before Andrew noticed the large ‘L’ and ‘R’ on the insides of the self-adhesive breast implants. Then Amy was on her knees, sucking in his cock, emptying his balls down her throat; then coming back up for air to share the drops of cum around her mouth. Looking over. “I need you, Brad,” she whispered lustfully as his fingers lightly brushed her pussy lips.“Guess we’ll have to figure out where to get married. Nether on of us is very religious and we don’t even know a priest to marry us,” Brad pondered. “Maybe we could ask Father Williams to marry us?”“But he’s Catholic.”“All we can do is ask him and if he can’t, maybe he can suggest someone.”“It doesn’t matter to me if it’s a church or not. Some families spend thousands of dollars on a big fancy church.