Fortunately, the bouncer had stepped away. Then, oh my god, those two fingers went into my vagina and started to fuck me. I dressed real sexy but wore a long overcoat so I wouldn’t be too obvious as I walked into his apartment building and up the stairs. Obviously married if you looked at his finger. But lo and behold, he had a condom on! You made more money and had more dances with a guy, if you were generous with the contact you allowed. And I guess that’s why I stopped working at the club after a year; it was harder and harder to respect myself. As soon as the second song played, she unclipped her bra and let it hang over her breasts. It was fairly big around and felt good as we shoved our butts together and away repeatedly. My orgasm started to build as I realized mine wasn’t the only vagina with fingers inside. Then she moved in really close, i mean REALLY close, and my face ended up between her boobs. “I suppose you just take off your clothes in front of a bunch of guys.”
“No, No, No.
