I reached up and put one in. The other big spenders were not personal at all, just business and always with condoms. That’s when she revealed that, if you wanted to dance there, you had to have sex with Boris, the owner — bare! And when she begged, “Fuck me. First, I dropped all my clothes on the chair I had been sitting in; she took off the thong. Fuck me,” I shoved those two fingers in and began kissing her lower and lower til my mouth was wrapped around her mound with my tongue lapping away as I knelt at the edge of the sofa. I was getting crazy, i know, but I muttered, “You can fuck me bare this time,” and he did! After I got over my initial fear of the bouncer (by having the guys tip him) and the rules, I would let men suck on my tits and rub my thong between the legs.
