The girls are growing more and more aroused as they watch him dance, their breath becoming quicker and their gazes hotter. They want to touch him, feel him closer, experience the heat coming off his body. Their hands reach out, stroking his arms, tracing patterns on his back, squeezing his ass cheeks through his tight pants. It's clear that they are enjoying this show far more than any normal stripper performance.

The music reaches a fever pitch as the girls around him become increasingly worked up, their hands all over his body and mouths moaning with desire. The brunette devil girl finally shoves her hand down the front of his pants, grasping at his hard cock through his boxers, squeezing it roughly as she looks up into his eyes. "Is this what you want?" she asks breathily, and before he can reply, she yanks down his boxers and lets his throbbing member spring free.

The cat-girl grins wickedly at him before slowly moving her hands downward along his chest, over his abs, and then lower still until she's cupping his erection through the thin fabric of his boxers. "I don't need to tell you my name," she purrs. "You already know what I want."

With that, she yanks down his boxers in a swift motion, freeing his cock completely. The other girls cheer as they get their first look at him fully naked and hard as steel.

The cat-girl leans in close, her warm breath tickling his ear as she whispers, "I want you to fuck me." Her words send a shiver down Cliff's spine and the other girls erupt into cheers. Without waiting for him to reply, the cat-girl reaches between their bodies and guides his cock towards her wet folds.

She moans softly as he slides inside of her, filling her up with every inch of his thick length.