"No, but I've seen it done in the movies." She replied with a smile."Would you like to try it now?" I asked."That sounds like fun."While I put on some...music, Julie buttoned her blouse.When the music started, she told me to sit on the couch and not touch her until she said it was okay to do so. She began swaying to the music and slowly unbuttoned her blouse again. Julie was a natural stripper. As her blouse fell away, she squeezed her tits together and pinched and pulled her dark brown nipples.. They recalled, just stripping for them…That was easy money for something Victor’s Boss could have told me to do for free. They stood there waiting for my answer…I finally picked up the money and very slowly I stood up.I just unbuttoned the white blouse, showing them my round boobs and then I let go my skirt to the floor, around my ankles, showing them I was not wearing any panties at all…All men there smiled as they watched me stripping. Finally nude, I walked up to each of them and let them. YOU are not to stop until given further instructions.I pumped her a lot, and she made one hell of a mess! She leaked all over the towel, that we had to get another. Thank goodness for the towel. Then we switched sides, with her on top. She leaned forward & I loved watching her boobs bounce, and moving her hips back & forth. She closed her eyes, and was enjoying the sensations. Just like in the movies, She KNEW how to move them. After awhile of pumping, we moved to the couch, along with the. ”“You go do that then,” he commands. “You won’t get three steps out the building before your ass is picked up.”“Mu’dak,” she growls.“What was that?” he asks, and then says mockingly, “My Russian is a little rusty.“I call you asshole,” she reveals.“Oh, so I’m the asshole?”“Asshole doesn’t even begin to explain you,” Yulia snaps before turning on her heels and heads for the guest room.“Yeah, you go ahead and get the last word,” he calls after her. “Fucking Russians...”Yulia doesn’t hear the rest.