That afternoon at the wedding reception, I could not wait to dance with her. We danced three or four times. I had a perpetual hard on. After a few dri...ks, I told her how beautiful she looked especially earlier in the day. I told her it was the most beautiful sight in the world. She finally told me, "no more dancing, the booze is getting to you and everyone is staring at us."We all stayed at the hotel where the wedding was held and that night my aunt shared a room with her. My aunt stayed with. She also felt less pressure to cut her lap dances short, so if she was having fun, and the guy paying her for the ‘dance’ was behaving as she wanted, she often extended for an extra song, and sometimes even encouraged a guy to get a little handsy with her. A couple of times she even pulled her G-string aside and let a guy finger her slit. Other times she’d stick one of her breasts in his mouth.Dave went to the club every night she worked, not to check up on her but to help protect her from some. First things first. He opened his computer case and turned on his laptop computer, plugging the modem cord into the data port on the desk telephone. It was just past six o'clock, five o'clock in Chicago, and he waded through his e-mail messages before making a perfunctory call to his wife, who was preoccupied with fixing dinner. After he rang off, he pulled the blackout curtains tightly shut, turned on every light in the room, and began his preparations.Pat took off his blazer and slacks, and. How is she the hottest woman in the world to me anyway? I don't know, but I wonder what she looks like completely naked,' I thought before envisioned her completely naked and let go of the curtain bar. I took in a deep breath and placed my other hand onto my rod. "Holy shit," I said in a high pitch tone. I sprayed the back with my seed with at least four good shots. "Wow, that was a lot of cum, Claude." I immediately opened my eyes. "Jessa, you are naked." "I know," she responded, glancing at.