Rabia was going wild in my arms. As I was sucking her boobs. She was sitting on my lap. And her boobs were perfectly in front on my mouth. I sucked an... squeezed them hard.Those beautiful round melons became red on her fair skin. She eventually got off of me and started to unzip my pants, which I happily allowed. She was extremely happy to see what I had in the store for her. She looked at me And smiled naughtily. She was stroking my dick and was looking at it from a very close distance.I. The coat was in the car, so I could hardly pretend I wandered in by mistake. Fuck, and this only my second night stripping, and working as a hostess. “And you too, but nice to see you,” I said brazening it out.“Look Wendy, would you mind not mentioning to anybody you saw me here. It would’t go down well……….” He left the sentence hanging in the air.“No, no of course not, I won’t say a word. We were never here,” I said walking him to a quiet corner of the bar, away from the stage where Julie was. But why would he think otherwise? Think about it, Julie told herself. How long did it take from the time she walked into his hotel room until he had her on her knees eagerly sucking his cock? He knew. There was something he saw in her with his predator’s eye. Julie wanted to be had. More than wanted it… she couldn’t say no to it. She would get the two room keys. And when he held out his hand expectantly, she would give him one. Of course that was scary, to have someone have such influence,. ’ He laughed. ‘Anyways, let me get you another drink.’ Cyrus offered, as he walked in to get them both another beer. ‘I got us each a shot as well.’ Cyrus came back with 2 bottles in one hand, and 2 shot glasses with a mild concoction in the other. ‘Oh fuck no, not a shot.’ ‘Come on, it’s small. It’s not too strong.’ ‘Trying to get me drunk ya?’ ‘Of course.’ They both laughed as they knocked back the shot and chased it with some beer. ‘Fuck, it was nasty Cyrus.’ ‘Another one?’ ‘Are you out of.