Chalo ab direct story pea ta hu. Haar rooj ke tara din guzar raha tha and chacha office gaye hue the baache school and mai ghar pe the toh meri aur ch...chi ke khud baate ho rahi thi. Yeh chachi meri itni close thi ke mai unsai haar type ke baate kar leta tha and mostly wo mere phone pe meri GF ke photo dekhti rehti. Ek din mai jab ghar pe tha toh main aram sai room mai leta hua tha aur chachi naha rahi thi. Garmi ke karand maine apne ap ko dusare kamre mai chala gaya jaha AC tha.Chachi naha ke. 3 guys were sitting at a table close to us, their attention being drawn between the strippers on stage, the topless waitresses and Carleigh. “Carleigh, what did you think about Fran’s dance? You think you’d like to dance like that for me?” “I’m not sure… I’m not any good at dancing.” “Just get up and start dancing, moving to the music. Let the music move you, do what comes natural.” Carleigh got up with the next song and began to imitate the dancers she had seen on the stage. “Take off your. There were only four lines, but she studied them intently as well as the scene description. She then changed into the negligee.The director was a middle aged man, thin and wiry with a bushy mustache. He seemed almost bored, as if he had done this kind of thing a hundred times before (perhaps he had). It was an extremely low budget and meaningless flick and everyone knew it, so the entire crew simply went through the motions.Kathy, on the other hand, was truly excited. She shook the director's. Push on it harder, and you can go a little lower.” My hands were now basically kneading his ass cheeks like bread dough. I loved the feel of my fingers on his hairy ass, and I knew I had gone past the point of clinical detachment. Something was going to happen, and I was a very willing participant. He was softly moaning, letting me know how good it was feeling, and I was loving it myself. Then, he rolled over, looking me directly in the eyes. He caught me checking out his dick as he rolled.