Simon continued to dance, letting his oiled curves catch the light even as the music ended, now dancing to a beat which only he could hear.  He leaned down again to pick up the bottle tilted the open bottle over his head as he closed his eyes to face it letting a steady stream of oil pour down his face as he revolved again to let April watch.  With casual ease, Simon began to rub the oil into his skin all over, making his whole body shine as if he was a Greek model of perfect masculine virility.  In particular, his penis had began to rise to half-staff during the dance and was beginning to stand at attention.<br/><br/>He began to grind his crotch at the screen as if working some invisible someone in from of April.  With a naughty grin, he made as if he was slapping invisible buttocks as he continued his ride.  Simon was getting into the dance, and his motions got more sinuously complex.  But then almost as if it had only just started, the dance ended.  There was sense that the dance hadn't gone on long enough but half an hour had whiled away as Simon danced.  He sat down back down in front of April, his eyes had a predatory gleam to them as he smiled at April while he still continue to play with himself in a rather lewd and deliberate manner for her viewing pleasure.  "So darling, did you like what you saw?"