Aidan groaned from the sweet agony of resisting his own release, pinching her nipple extra hard. “You little cheater. You weren’t supposed to get ...your satisfaction yet.” She laughed weakly, still trying to catch her breath. She shot him a mischievous grin from over her shoulder and squeezed him with her inner muscles. “Oh well,” she sighed, without a hint of remorse for having tricked him. “Hmmm,” Aidan mused, fondling her breast again, “I’ll just have to find a different way to torture you.”. The sensuous and dominant amazon brought platters of fresh exotic fruits to the fore, and the girls giggled as they fed him with the various delicacies; the juice from them ran down his chin and dripped on his erect member. One of the girls bowed to the Mistress and was given a nod. She then bowed down in front of him her knees tucked under her, allowing him a view down her silky olive back to a perfectly heart shaped bottom which she poked provocatively skyward she looked up at him smiling. His cock feels so good in my throat. After a while, I’ll let out a scream and will orgasm on George’s tongue. After I have my orgasm, George will lay on the blanket on his back and I would hop up on top and put his cock into my wet pussy. I’d move up and down over his hard cock and fuck him cow girl position. His hands would be on my breasts and he would sit up and suck on my long, hard, and very erect nipples. I’d be moving my hips and fucking him good with my pussy. I often would lean back to. Serves them right, the greedy fuckers.) It was at the Cheetah that I finally met Julie, the woman who was the total package.Every evening at 8 PM, when the day shift girls retired for the day and the night shift girls came on for the day, Cheetah would have its “revue”, where all the girls would come out at the same time, and compete for table dances. Even though the club was large, so was the number of girls! It was common to see 2 or 3 girls dancing on one table, the fever for dances was so.