He saw, distinctly despite the inadequate illumination, a smudge of her lipstick on the blue-black fabric of his pants as she reached the base of him....That could get him in trouble later…but no time to worry about it now, he thought, as the pressure from her sucking mouth was finally giving him that live-wire jolt that ran down the center of his shaft, coiled up around his balls, and then jumped straight up into the pit of his stomach as the pressure began to build up, stoked by the feeling of. . a lesbian bar?"With a broad smile, Veronique answered, "It is! Hope you don't mind?"Sandra looked over her shoulder first, then back at Veronique, and said, "I don't mind at all!" Come, let me introduce you to a few friends of mine," Veronique said, and took Sandra's hand to pull her along.While they walked, following the aisle, Sandra noticed how the women and girls they walked past, took notice of her. Some of them were even pointing at her, while they nudged their friends to look at her.. He can feel it get up and jump its way steadily and by degrees in his underwearwhere an itchy, edgy-like feeling starts to haunt and afflict him. He must dance and spin to the music now. He must do it for sure. First, he pitches and chucks his right foot ahead of him. Hurriedly and at a flying, winged-like style of pace. This is in divergence and contrariety to the slow-moving, dawdling-like tune of music. The rhythm is still lazy and lagging in its pace and motion. Next, his sound, healthy,. One dance and one come. Then we’ll get our apartment or house." “Let’s just see what happens. We may need you to do a few dances. Fuck, baby you may really love it.” “I’ll do the dance and the come tonight. But, if I do dance any more, there will be no masturbating with it.” “Baby, that’s why he is paying you a lot of money. Most girls just dance. You’re going to be his headliner. The girl who will bring him loads of money. You love to masturbate. It’s just doing something you like to do.” .