Lauren was a dancer, raking in tips. I was a waitress, raking in smaller tips. One weekend the owner asked if I would fill in for an absent dancer. Th... jump in pay and the extra tips were too much to pass up. During that time I managed to hide my part-time job from my parents. I pushed the guilt to the back of my mind, justifying my reason for working at the strip club as a way of helping my parents. It was a lame excuse but it eased my conscience at the time.I was surprised at how much I. Your lady will want you to I promise you.” She stood up and left. At 6, I went into the Porter club and found her nursing a large glass of red wine. She smiled as I approached and indicated to the steward to bring me a glass. I looked at her before I sat. “I didn’t think it was horse shit. I thought you were sane but wrong. It would cost a fortune.” “Sit down.” I did. “You see, darling, you have a fortune. In fact, you have a massive fortune and this would barely touch it.” Her plan was to give. He caught the occasional glimpse of her dancing with other women and once or twice and also with a guy who looked like he might be a Rugby prop forward, but moved with a grace that belied his bulk.The scotch had been watered down or was such a cheap variety that all the taste and content had been left behind somewhere. He chatted to a couple of people who wanted his space at the bar so they could recharge glasses, but nothing interesting and really, only fragmentary, voices struggling to. Julie’s pussy began to leak and both nipples were now at full erection. Rob pushed three fingers inside of Julie’s pussy and took a rigid nipple in his mouth. Rob furiously pumped Julie’s pussy and bit down on her large extended nipple! She moaned, “Harder Daddy, make me cum again!” Rob’s dick was now as hard as a nail! And His sister’s pussy was wide open and dripping wet. Rob got on the bed and in between Julie’s legs. He put both of her legs up over his shoulders and slipped just the head.