But he was nervous I guess because he just hurried up and left. John and I just laughed then we ate dinner and drank some more champagne.” “Mm yo... nasty little fucking whore, you should have asked the room service guy if he wanted a tip,” Rob said as he smiled up at me. I pushed back up so I could look into my husband’s eyes, “So you think I am a fucking whore now?” I asked with a fake frown on my face.. Rob laughed a little and hugged me saying, “Yep, a nasty little fucking whore who I love. “Ohh!” Mom let out a little moan, opened her eyes and raised her hands to Dad's chest and tried to push him away, but Dad stood fast pushing his weight back against her body.“Please John, stop. I told you I'm not in the mood and your forcing yourself on me!” Mom pleaded. Dad just looked at her for a moment and then he leaned forward kissing mom full on the lips. Quickly, while she was taken by surprise, he took his hands from her sides and pulled down the shoulder straps of her dress, guiding. When she started to dance all the men in the club started to come in on her shifts. The whole concept of slow nights went out the window with her dancing. She was the attraction. When I talked her into doing her first party I thought she was going to never quit. She danced for those fifteen guys and then, when the best man talked her into the lap dance for the groom things blew up and shot past anything I had ever witnessed. I watched as her dance worked not only the groom up but Sarah as well.. She ordered me to lay down, and I was more than happy to obey.As soon as I was on my back, Denise unbuckled my belt and undid my pants. She pulled them off by the legs, tossed them aside, and then slid off my boxers. “Mmmmm, big and hard, just like I suspected,” she moaned.Denise grabbed my raging cock by the base and lowered her mouth onto it. She bobbed her head up and down, each time taking it a little deeper. I felt her tongue swirl around the head as she licked up the pre-cum that was.