My feelings of frustration weren't helped by finding Anne's panties on the floor and her bra on the couch, guiltily, I sniffed at the little panties b...t they hadn't cupped her sex for long enough to have any noticeable aroma, so I dropped them on the couch and took myself with my aching cock up to my bedroom where I fell asleep immediately."Wake up sleepy head" the voice was disembodied somehow, it didn't belong in my dream but when I opened my eyes I saw that it was Anne, a smiling Anne and. Her voice, sweet sensual voice, on shocking grunts as he first slide a finger into her slit, slowly and knowingly, he didn’t forget her texture, but was always new, he explored her inside, while sucking her, as if he had to memorize her, she giving the indications in her moaning voice, of what was the point, no, the points, the zones that drove her closer to goddess. No matter how many times, and there were many, she looked at him, she could not stop smiling inside, he wanted her, he said it. SMACK. I grab your hair, make you arch your back. SMACK. I hear you whimper ‘you’re so good to me baby.’ that makes me smile. I drop the belt and pull you straight up by the hair, your back to me, your robe flowing open. You and I love the feel of the silkiness against us. I kiss your neck, my right hand going under the robe, my cotton shirt contrasting against the silk. I cup your breasts and then keep moving down your stomach, to your dripping pussy. I can hear you gasp when I touch that. He really had a great sense of humor and was generally a jovial sort once you got to know him. I went and got into my first costume, the catholic school girl getup and as I went out onto the floor I nodded to Alice and she waved and clapped as the last dancer finished up her last set and picked up her tips and dropped clothes as she left the stage. My first song came on AC-DC Hells Bells and I got up on stage and pranced around spinning on the pole a few times and near to the middle of the song.