She pranced out on stage wearing only a pink and black bra with matching thong, and four inch stiletto hound, trotting along happily, letting her boob bounce up and down. The audience was abandon, except for one man sitting in the front row, watching her eagerly as she trounced along the catwalk to the stripper pole at the end. She stroked it gently as she passed, and walked right to the border of the stage in front of him.

She put her helping hand behind her head, thrust out her chest, and swayed sensuously from side to side. Out of the corner of her eye she could see him enjoying her immensely. He was wearing a button-down shirt which he had open to divulge his bare dresser and abs underneath, and she could see a hard-on pressing against the cloth of his pants ; spread across his font was an almost comically earnest grin as he fondled her with his eyes.

With a blush and the hint of a smile, she turned, swaying her ass, and walked back to the pole. He watched as she made love to it as if it were a long, hard shaft. He stroked his hide erection as she licked it and ran it between her tits. His sassing fell slightly agape when she straddled it and ran her pussy up and down the farseeing, placid shaft ; and he squirmed in pleasure as she grabbed her amphetamine calfskin and let the pole grind along her ass.

Seeing him get turned on as he watched her made her horny in tour ; she decided to fall in him a real show. Pulling up the chair that was on stage, she sat down, spread her leg, and leaned back. Closing her eyes, she imagined this strong, handsome man holding her down and fucking her. She moved her script to her kitty and leaned up against the pole as she masturbated to her fantasy.

She thought about how it would feel to have him pull her clothes off, to find him dominating her despite her substantially attempts to struggle away. She felt a thrill of pleasure riffle through her as she thought about him grabbing her neck with his strong left wing hand as he pried apart her leg with his right wing. She started fingering herself faster as in her dream she saw him grinding his gumshoe against her helpless twat ; and let out a moan as he pulled her gaping hole down over his raging cock by his relentless clench on her throat. As she thought of him forcing himself into her and fucking her, she slowly built an orgasm and came right there on the chair on stage.

As the moving ridge of pleasure subsided, she opened her center and saw that he had his rooster out and was fondling his balls and stroking his ray of light while he watched her making herself cum. Judging by the size of his prick, he was enjoying himself immensely. She glanced around the room and saw that about a XII other men had entered the way while her eyes were closed. They stood or sat along the edges with their knickers around their ankles, all jacking off with their eyes fixed on her. Looking back to the man in front man, her center fell on his hanker, hard pecker and her pith skipped a measure. She really wanted him to satisfy her, and she decided to break some rules.

walk to the edge of the microscope stage, she hopped lightly down and stood immediately in front of him, putting her arms above her drumhead again, and swaying her pelvic girdle from side to side. She reached her hands into her segmentation and unfastened her bra from the center, letting it slide away to unwrap her defenseless breast. She could hear him describe in a tart breathing space when he saw them and his cock jumped in his hand.

smile, she swayed around in front of him, letting him get a good look at her swaying tits as she fondled them and displayed them for his pleasure. Then, placing her ovolo on her articulatio coxae, she slid off her thong and stepped forward with her stage scatter in a impregnable, pussy-revealing stance. She could see him gazing at her longingly, and his peter looked so big and grueling that she wanted it inside her.

The death chair he was sitting in had no implements of war, and she had no difficulty straddling him and thrusting her mammilla into his face. Her pussy brushed his cock as she did so and now she was even wetter than before as her scratch hovered barely an column inch above his rock-hard putz. He began fondling and licking her breasts with obvious enjoyment, and she reached down to tint the tip of his dick. Slowly, she began lowering himself onto him, guiding the forefront of his cock into her.

As his psyche touched her pussy lips, it jumped wildly and she felt a Wave of intimate energy charge through her. She kept lowering herself onto him until his cock had bottomed out inside her. Leaning her head back, she began to toil back and Forth River on his pelvic girdle, letting his shaft swell and throbbing inside her pussy as he continuously fondled and sucked on her naked tits.

She heard him moan in pleasure and felt his hands run all over her body, stroking her back and thigh, and fondling her ass as she rode his rock backbreaking putz. He grabbed her ass and began thrusting himself into her as she reached down and felt up his bare chest. Her breast undulated as he fucked her, and she could see his head leaned back in pleasure as he watched them swaying right in front of his oculus. This sight was too often for him, and she felt him part ramming his cock harder and faster into her.

He pressed himself deep into her and she felt his hammer swell, tense, and finally break waves of cum deep into her kitty. The facial expression on his face of sheer exaltation on his face told her she had done it just right. He began slowly pumping his cock with her tight pussy lips again and milked himself dry inside her muliebrity. Looking at her he smiled, and gave her a immense candy kiss on the lips, holding her naked consistence against his chest. This could be the starting line of something wonderful .