.now I don't know how far Shar was planning on going but we went past where I was comfortable a long time ago...I was peering in one of the top window... when I heard…“What cha doing?” It was the girl next door who lived with John but we never spoke prior to this moment. “Hi I’m Phil, you live next door, are you John’s???.... I waited a long time hoping she would finish the sentence or question and I didn't have to guess, and please don't be Phil’s daughter.“I'm his niece from California. My name. "Of course, I can watch the strippers, and imagine that its you upthere, cant I", she said as I smiled and giggled softly. Inside, I wasplanning and thinking about how I would show off for my 'husband'.The days leading up to his birthday went too slowly for my liking. Itdidn't take much for us to talk the owner and other strippers intoletting us take over for the night and as the big day came, we had madeour plans with our 'husbands' blissfully unaware of our plans.We worked on routines with. I wrap my other hand around your leg so that my hand can also help with the action. The constant change up between being fingered, having your pussy eaten, and having my hand slide over your clit is building you to a point where I can sense a scream coming on. You are soaking wet as I begin to feel the first waves of an orgasm hitting you. My fingers continue to rush in and out of you, hitting your g-spot as my other hand presses down on your pubic bone, drawing out your pleasure. You try to. He swerved in time to miss hitting an 18-wheeler head on. “Shit!” he yelled, waking up Renee, who screamed “What the fuck!”Frank pulled over and asked Renee what she remembered of the last few minutes. She explained that she was sleeping and awoke to a truck barreling towards them. “I must have fallen asleep, I’m sorry.” Frank rubbed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair, “I had a weird dream though.”“Well let’s chill for a minute, here have an energy shot, I brought a few in my purse.”.