Back and forth. One pinched her bum hard, and another one grabbed her tits through her conservative, white blouse.She wanted to scream for help she co...ld still see the blade and in her mind her fear grew bigger by the second.The hooded man with the tattoos yanked her newly dry-cleaned navy skirt downward. Mrs. heard a loud tearing sound as it fell to the floor in tatters; trampled underfoot together with her jacket.Tears' streaming down her face, poor Mrs. was now protected only by her crisp. Then he stroked me and then said “Have you had this before” as he slipped his finger inside me, “That’s your box or slit, or gash, or hole, or cunt”, I thought ‘different words’. As he fingered me he moved down and in spreading my thighs his tongue flicked my clit.“Oh God” I said loudly, his tongue and fingers were exploring my gash and it was good. Only two or three minutes had passed when my climax was seriously building, then another 30 seconds and I moaned “YES, Oh GOD I’M COMING” and then. From the reaction amongst the men gathered I could tell that this was very much appreciated as they watched her bra sliding down her arms, finally settling on the floor. She was totally naked from the waist up and her audience now numbered eleven.Stepping back from the glass and turning towards me, Jay looked ecstatic as she took her tits in her hands and told me that this was making her feel so hot. I must admit she certainly looked like she was having fun. My cock was now straining at my. ’ That’s the loophole. We tell the bouncer to turn a blind eye if we think the guy is hot or loaded with cash and maybe give him a little bit too. Money, sex or both. It doesn’t happen often , but it still does happen. I grab my guy by his shirt, pull him up, tell him thanks and grab his huge cock through his jeans, telling him my last dance is for him. He watches me all night dance and I dance for him too and he even tips me well. It felt odd at first, but I really started to love it after the.