Her nationality was a mystery, probably a mix of Pacific Islander and African, but she was gorgeous. Admittedly, I was a little jealous at first. Bein... in my late twenties, I wasn’t exactly chopped liver, but I wasn’t tight like the dancer. Few women were. Still, I could definitely understand why she was his favorite. I waved to her when she left the stage and she came straight over. Brad groaned and I laughed. He knew what a mischievous little wench I can be. “Can you do a table dance for my. Oh what a feeling it is, why didn’t we met before? I just answered its fun to be late. It ignites your desire. I pulled her from her belly towards me and kissed her on her lips. It was a wet kiss and we exchanged our saliva. We were sitting in the top row at corner and the row was empty.To our surprise there where only 7-8 more person in the whole theater. All couples busy in some sort of fun. I asked her if I can unbutton her bra to which she replied do what you like. These words aroused me. And I would love to make you feel as good as you made me . . ." She was shaking her head as if she was frustrated. "No! That's so wrong . . . that's even worse . . ." "Worse than what, hon? It was beautiful what you did with me. My cock never felt so excited . . . as much as it did just now," he whispered. "And I would have loved my hands or even my mouth to please your sweet little pussy, and make it feel as good as you just made me feel." He pushed her back to look into her face and saw that. "Pull out." Fuck, no, Mike, no coach, fine, I am yours, now let him fuck me," Ashley pleaded."I need convincing. Now crawl over here and eat my pussy," taking off my track pants.Ashley sighed, but got on her knees and crawled over, " I have never done this before." Don't worry, practice makes perfect. By the time I am done with you, your will be a great pussy pleaser," I said politely."Done with me?" Ashley said scared."Yes. You will be eating pussy every day. Mine, my friends," I.