Alex Cook took a swig of beer and then gave his friend a look ofdisgust, "I can't believe this piss cost five bucks." Come on man, enjoy yourself, mus...le up to the bar with some onedollar bills and get in on the action. That's what everybody else isdoing."Alex took a look at the rest of the group, crowded around the bar,yelling and waving money at a naked woman gyrating up against a poleto Franky Goes To Hollywood's "Relax." One guy had his face upagainst another dancer's breasts and stuck a. He soon caught on andgrabbed her by the hair, another thing she likes, andbegan fucking her face almost as hard as he had justfucked her pussy. She reached out and grabbed both hisass cheeks with her hands and helped pull him in to herharder and harder. By this time I had taken two packs of Polaroid picturesand had run out of film. That was very unfortunate,because some of the best sights were yet to cum (sorrycouldn’t resist the pun). Her talents soon had Karlreacting as he did before. " But since I am your boy friend's father, I want to see whether your breasts are good for my son. So, I'm sure you want to show me your boobs, don't you, Asha?"Yes, but not for the reasons that he had mentioned. She wanted him to see her boobs. She couldn't say that, could she? So, she kept quiet. Mr. Manish now handed her another item to wear. "Wear this panty, Asha."What a panty! It was all strings. It left her buttocks bare. It was made so short that the so called waist string wasn't at the. ” She complained.“Still, in this place. You do not refuse a man anything, especially a gift. I should have warned you. It’s my fault. What did the man tell you?”She patted her eyes dry on a napkin and told Dave. “The man who gave me this said that these were for me, but I wasn’t allowed to open the box. That only my advocate could open it. Who the hell is my advocate?” she whined.Dave looked over at the man and did a little wave with two fingers like some kind of Boy Scout salute.The man gave.