”As annoying as her mom was, she was right. Her mango lemon water was good.“This is wonderful, Mrs. Fawkes, thank you so much.”“You’re welco...e Piper, and tell your mother, we love your manners and she did a wonderful job raising you.”“Thank you, mom,” Devin groan as an afterthought.Piper giggled at their continued back and forth. For some reason Devin and her mom just didn’t seem to get along these days, and she couldn’t understand why. Or maybe their sniping was just how they got along. They. This kind of contact was not permitted in the club and certainly not between employees and clients. Only the performers were allowed to stimulate each other in the presence of clients for the erotic visual. She explained this to him and he growled and spat curses in frustration. “Then you touch her while I watch,” he instructed just as Roxie strolled past the table. The girl wore a fiery red bra and skirt with thigh-high black boots. Her hair was a wild mess of short, choppy layers that fell. I pulled her hair, spanked tight on her asshole. I took off my underpants. They were soaking with my precum. I held them in front of her face and she started licking the precum hungrily. I pushed them in her mouth and gagged her with them.I came towards her oiled-up ass. I put my dick over my married reader’s asshole. My dick-head was very thick for her tight butthole. I tried inserting it and failed initially. I then held her tight, spread her buttocks and put my dickhead on her asshole.I. ”“Really?” Becky said, gripping the left side of her jacket with her right hand, and the right side with her left hand. “Muscles like these?”Becky didn’t pull her track jacket off, she ripped it to shreds. Then she tore off her track pants like they were those warm up pants that basketball players use. But they totally weren’t. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Becky was standing there in high heels and pig tails, wearing blue tights that went down to her calves, even though they couldn’t.