She said that on occasion in the past few past years she would go down there and dance some weekends. I guess she never got stripping out of her syste.... She had told me about her dancing for private parties when she turned eighteen, and I thought she was done with all that. Apparently not, but I didn’t mind. I knew this bar and the fact that it was an all nude bar made it even more exciting for me.So with my blessing and some prodding, she contacted the owner and he agreed she could come down. "Now,what was that you said about treating me like a lady?"Without a word, Kit removed his wallet from his purse and stuffed itinto a back pocket. Chrissy fell in behind him as they headed for thedoor. It took Chrissy a moment to realize that Kit was holding it openfor her.They rode in silence down the elevator, each lost in thought. I can'tbelieve I let her cut off all my hair, Kit said to himself. I can'tbelieve she's - I mean he's - really doing this, Chrissy thought. God,she looks hot, Kit. She felt still unqualified to give, too clumsy and too much of a whore to be worthy of worshiping him. The reality of what all this meant dawned on her. A calm came over her as the understanding that this thing, this object called a ‘cock’ was really HIS flesh wrapped around HIS blood vessels, carrying the sensation of ecstasy through HIS nerves to HIS brain. It made the object an idol. She thought she might come. Really, she felt the quivering goodness race along her labia and inside behind. "Ben!"I just kind of stared at her goofily, idly wondering what it would feel like to fuck my older sister up the butt. After the sexual marathon Dayna had just put me through, I still had sex on the brain."Ben?" Brandi said a little more nervously and self-consciously, she put an arm across her chest to obscure her tits while she pulled out the shorts she'd been rummaging for over her crotch. "Quit looking at me like that. I'm your sister for crying out loud."I shook my head to clear it. "Oh,.