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After the phone call my magic wand got busy as I started to think about being at some posh event wearing just a skimpy dress and heels with lots of middle-aged men lusting after my body. The party was at a house in the same street as one that we’d been to before and as we entered the front door I heard on half pissed guy shout,
“THE STRIPPERS ARE HERE GUY.”
Neithe Isla, sorry, now Kat, nor I corrected him, instead we asked him where the booze was. “Hey, it was good guys but we need to get our beauty sleep, it’s going to be a busy day for us.”
We parted compny and Isla and I went in our direction not even looking back at the guys. The next 30 minutes, or maybe longer, saw me get fucked by at least a dozen guys, me cumming 3 times.
