"The stripper reached over and massaged his erection through his pants. "If you think that's hot, how about a private show?"Ben gulped. "A private sho...?" Yeah, we've got some rooms in the back. How's $300 sound?"Did Ben really want to do that? Could he cheat on his love and actually pay for it? He looked at the stripper in her scant clothing. She was still rubbing his leg. He had to have her. "Let's go."Smiling, the girl got up and Ben followed her through the club, past a big bouncer, and down. Coaches have been turning the traditional bind eye and even the top competitors have been casting aside all caution and joining in what has been a night of complete fucking mayhem, pun most definitely intended. Take Juniper Janus, Columbia’s formidable heptathlete, and her fevered coupling with Bron Kirby, NBA star and slam-dunking hero of the Canadian Olympic basketball squad. What a sight to witness the sun-kissed young goddess riding that brawny mountain of a man, her slim, tightly-sculpted. The door was open. I couldn’t see anyone in the hall. I heard a water splashing sound from bathroom. It was slightly open. I stealthily moved towards the bathroom and peeked inside. Possible, she had kept the door open so that she can call her kid(may be playing around somewhere) to scrub her back.Wow! awesome back! My eyes were moving from bottom to top. White, long legs. Silver chains on her ankles. Plump knees and thighs. Well shaped muscles all along the legs making the right shaped curves.. After kicking off my shoes, I knelt between her lovely thighs and rubbed my cockhead over her moistened folds."I am ready, Phileas," she moaned, already breathing heavily. My shaft was moving as she spoke, searing its way into her center while she screamed out at what she later termed a most delightful entry.We copulated using the missionary style and I managed to grasp a nipple between my teeth and chewed lightly upon that engorged prize while thrusting into her with such a renewed vigor that.