Her father just sat there with his mouth open not knowing what to do after seeing his daughter on the stage. At first he wanted to drag her off the st...ge, but with his boss sitting next to him, and then their two clients he didn’t dare let them know this beautiful stripper was his little girl. Jessica then unzipped the skirt and then she playfully let it slide slowly down her legs until it was at her feet when she stopped at the man sitting next to her father. Stepping out of the skirt with. That always made hernipples tighten, whether in anticipation or just becauseit gave her tiny shivers she couldn’t tell. But sheliked it.His tongue dove into the tightness of her pussy, up anddown. He took his teeth and moved over her clit. Shemoaned. He took her hands and put them on her breasts,guiding her to squeeze them.She was drowning. He was pulling her under a wave ofneed and desire and her own wantonness. She could feelherself about to come. “Now,” she hadn’t. “Now that’s what I call sexy,” she said and nodded towards the black barmaid who wore white shorts, and I mean shorts, a white tee shirt through which her pierced nipples were clearly visible and the brightest smile I’d ever seen, in short, she was stunning.She was chatting to a customer near us and obviously heard what mum said. Flashing us a big dazzling smile she laughed and said. “Was that remark aimed at me?”Mum looked a bit embarrassed and started to apologise, but the girl came over and. Once she heard me cum I heard Sugar’s voice come from the corner of the room. She asked how it was. I was half in shock from her being there whole time silent listening to us so answered honest before thinking how to word it best. “It was fucking awesome” “Fucking awesome huh?” Crap I should worded that different I thought so went into damage control. “It wasn’t a great as we have but it was very good baby” She said “Ok, Hope I not going get replaced”. I said “No way baby!” She made her way to.