When I get dolled up, I turn heads. But you have to understand, if you’ve never seen a stripper, a Vegas stripper, they are drop-dead gorgeous. They...look like they just up and walked out of a lingerie catalogue. So as we entered the booth, I couldn’t help but fall prey to that common mistake and wonder if she got turned on dancing for people. I can’t imagine she did, doing it day and day out, for anyone who asked. But we all like to think we’re the exception, right? The leopard print beanbag. Watching you sleep had become one of my favorite past times. I felt my cock stir inside my shorts as I moved to your bed's edge, like a voyeur drawn to a partially opened window. I knelt at the foot of your bed to get a better view, and watched as your fingers twitched, then slowly rubbed your inner thighs. My cock throbbed as you slipped your fingers between your swollen lips, moistening the tips before you rubbed your engorged cli t . The muscles in your ass quivered slightly as you pushed. The dog was hard again and I moved to let him have my ass now and he did as I hoped nad soon his knot filled my ass and he was humping hard. It took a while and he finally filled me and laid down. I laid back, anyone else? I said and they all stood around stroking. Well then, how about cleaning me off, anyone have to piss? I said and two stepped closer and soon piss was flowing all over my body. Anyone else guys? I said as some hit my face and I swallowed some. Now they all stood closer and. Theplan would work without him but it would be harder. The plan didn'tquite go as planned. It was almost as if they knew the plan. He was sureCurt spilled the beans, but he didn't want to believe it. Two of hiscompatriots were in the infirmary but he got at least one of the guardsand he was pretty sure he killed him. When the guards came to take himto the hole, he thought, "No big deal," he'd been in solitary before andhe wasn't gonna crack like Curt. He thought they'd made a mistake asthey.