I like to think I am.” She looked at him blankly, and the background blurred around them, then blinked into focus, and she was on a little round stage, the center one of three such spotlighted areas in an otherwise darkened room that was somehow filled with mutedly cheering men. He was sitting in an easy blow chair, the only one in front of her stage where she was holding a shiny steel pole with one outstretched hand. She snorted a laugh and let go, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at him. “Seriously? This is how you see me? You think I'm a stripper? This I what you want from me?” She was offended to her very core. Somehow, just the very fact of him seeing her in such light made her worth less to herself, and she felt a little panging burn of shame deep in her guts. He looked her straight in the eyes, and she could see the truth of his words in them. “It's exactly what I want from you. Can you be a stripper for me, Tracy? Will you dance with me so everyone can see how beautiful we are when we move together?” She froze for a long anal moment, then she saw him smiling at her as he tilted his head in a boobs certain way as his eyebrows did a little thing, so she smiled back and turned her back on him, flipping her skirt up for the briefest of seconds and showed him her perfect white pantied ass. He smiled broadly a her, and held up a bill, indicating she should come closer to take it. She came hot over, walking right to the edge of the platform. She saw that it was hundred dollar bill, and he moved her skirt aside to tuck it into her panties, patting her pubic mound with a little rub to ensure that it was seated properly (it was.) As she moved back, she heard him call out “Dance for MILF me, Tracy, come on, I know you got some moves in there!” Then she went right back to work chewing on her big hangin' hooters and hot fuckin' like crazy while the bikers cheered her on to new orgasms. She ran her nails down the inside of my thigh, not realising what she was causing. “Go, Charisma, Go! The backpack was becoming lighter as he finished off the beers one by one, tossing the empty cans aside. you press your dick up against my clit. You're such a naughty futa!” But it was no use. “So, Angel,” he said, trying to recover control, “will it be drink, dance, or conversation as we enjoy this party?” Wouldn’t that pretty face look good with a big cock stuffed in it?” Joe said, and everyone laughed. Jodi kisses Lynn...french kissing...Danny was turned on...say he had to go to the boobs bathroom....where he needed to relieve the tension...his precum coating he head of his rod...as he slow4 brought out a nice orgasm.. Oh Don! They asked in unison, "What?" The woman should submit to her husband and support him. I gulped down her juices. I couldn't anal help myself. How can you say that?” Then open your cunt wider, I want to be able to drive a truck through it. I started getting hot and wet. As MILF I finish, I slowly withdraw blow my deflating cock from her mouth. "Get out here. She said go to the door and on the top and bottom there are little flip levers just change their position and you can use that door.