the stripper and her fan - part 1.

And thus as promised.....the story begins

of

the stripper and her fan....part 1.

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He had come out to play. High....euphoric. Sitting.Looking up toward legs long, arms firm, hands on the pole.
Tight ass.
Breasts firm....a perfectly enhanced 34c
A super girl.
A super dream.....climbing that pole ....inch by inch....smooth....nimble....lithe.
The music a trance.
A drink brought.
Another naked nymph straddling his one knee, her nipples within reach of his mouth.
But he couldn't take his eyes of the blonde on the stage.
She crawled that pole. 
Danced it.
Thrusting.
Sliding.
And with every turn in his direction....she looked at him.
Her charcoal eyes.
 She.....LOOKED at him....fucking with his sanity.
Hair tossed.
Wild.
Skin beginning to glisten from her sweat.
Her hips....a slow gyrating.
 Deliberate.
Tiny small panties.....beautifully fitting....melting into her.
And then she crawled to him.
Firmly.... he unhinged the naked nymph off his knee, directing her to the knee of another.
The blonde, skin coffee toned...leaning over the edge of the stage....dangerously....he leaned forward....letting her tongue penetrate his mouth deep...his cock painfully numb....

(to be continued...)

RB.