I pushed back against his digit, the sharp pain burning for a moment before I rocked back again. I wanted it, him in me. I moaned around his cock. Ter...ane continued working his way into me, loosening me up. I didn't know what felt better, his finger fucking me, or his cock choking me.He spat on my hole, working a second finger slowly into me, stretching me. I felt the muscles give, I wanted to scream stop and keep going at the same time. Soon the second massive finger was by the other. I rode. Looks like I'd need to find another ride home. I mean, Iwould've had to anyway.Back in the back, hours later, I was unzipping those boots, which werepractically clinging to my legs after hours of cage dancing, and Britand the manager were counting up my money. They handed me a small partof the stack."More than enough for cab money," the manager said."Thanks for the money, honey," said Brittaney. "Grope me anytime."They made me change out of the stripper gear ("looking cheap is pricierthan you. She crawled onto the bed with him stopping between his legs.While looking into his eyes, she dipped her head to his cock and circled it with her tongue. She continued this for several minutes until he was moaning and pushing it towards her for more. She slowly took more of him, but she never moved quickly and always made him want more before continuing.He reached for her head, but she caught his hand and pinned it to the bed with surprising strength. He couldn’t pull it from her grip. Soon the. You have a way with people.”I laughed harder. “Yeah, it’s called sex. I’ve fucked, sucked, or eaten every person on the floor I think.He argued with me, then seriously asked, “What should I do next?”Seriously, I thought. How did the newest person on the floor become his confidant and counselor? It’s not like he’s asking for anything deep, so … “What you’re doing is good, sir. I know you aren’t the outgoing, small talking schmoozer, so take small steps. Treat this like anything else,.