That's hot!

Jack's eyes and facial expression showed both surprise and that he was impressed. You've been belly dancing since you were...10?" he nodded to himself, "that's pretty damn impressive."

Jack laid back, arms still behind his head and watched the girls dance. It reminded him of what he'd witnessed them doing in the kitchen. It was, he admitted silently, highly erotic. While not a fan of the middle east from his time he spent there in the Marines, he was convinced that there were 2 redeeming qualities of the region. Shawarma was a fantastic cuisine when properly prepared. The other was the art of belly dancing. He'd often wondered how such an erotic art came from the oppression of women.

"Damn girls," he smiled, even as his cock switched angles about 45 degrees, "You ARE good at that."