”“Karen. Don’t insult the man. And don’t embarrass me.”Once again, Karen’s desire rationalized its way across another ethical line. After ...ll, it was a strip club. It’s what one does in a strip club.“You don’t mind?” Karen heard her voice say. The dancer shook his head.Feeling like she was dreaming, she ran her fingertips gingerly along the mammoth cock. Unlike the rubber dildo back home, warm flesh pulsed with life underneath the material. “It’s, uh, very impressive,” was all she could think. I heard some one come along the back row and site at the other side of me, he asked the guy is he good and the guy answers yes, okay he said. My mind was racing another guy was going to expect a blow job from me. He then said lets go to the toilet, I followed not knowing what to expect. Once inside both guys got their cocks out I sat in the stall and started to suck the 8" cock, the second guy watching then the pass of the thrusts increased his balls tightened and I got my first load it went. He approached her and spoke not a word, just simply taking her by the hand. He led her to the dance floor, and slowly began to show her a good time. As they went through the songs, they shared small talk, mainly speaking with the other of times long gone and stress of everyday banter. As they reached a slower pace, they retreated to the table he originally had. A shared drink and small appetizer begin to bring them closer together. A new song now plays and she leads him out to the floor. He. They are already erect and ignoring my desperate internal pleas for them to stay flat. My body is betraying me and my nipples are shouting “Clamp Me!” Whilst if my pussy drips anymore there will be a puddle on the floor. It seems more preparation is in order. You take a firmer hold on my breasts, pulling me tighter against your body. I can feel your rock hard cock pressing against my ass. You squeeze each breast moving your hand towards my nipples and then tug on the nipple, extending and then.