“Did you see those two curtained rooms next to the bar area?” Janine asked.“The ones marked 'Executive and VIP'?”“Yes, those rooms. That's w...ere the lap-dances occur after 9pm—but you probably figured that out.”“So, why two rooms?”"Well, the Executive is a standard lap-dance with a hundred-dollar cover and a hundred minimum for the dancer. All the no-touching rules apply. The VIP room is for high-rollers. Two hundred-fifty cover and another two-fifty minimum for the dancer. They are guaranteed. This time when I came I pulled out and shot my load onto her belly. My cum rolled down her sides in streams. She shivered and whimpered. “Suck my cock,” I whispered. I shoved her head onto my cock and pumped it up and down. “If you don’t make me cum down your throat, you’re not being a very good girl.” She immediately began stroking my cock with her mouth, caressing it with my tongue, sucking it gently. Her mouth felt even better than her pussy. I shoved my cock down her throat and shot my load. Definitely gonna have to fuck that ass later. Next, I took one of the paddles and rubbed it over her ass. She clenched her cheeks together and I moved on down to the soles of her feet. She giggled slightly as I rubbed the paddles over the bottom of her feet. Then, I slapped them hard with the paddle."OW, YOU MOTHER FUCKER!" She screamed at me. "THAT FUCKING HURT!"I didn't say anything but slapped her feet a second time. "Shut the fuck up cunt! Maybe I need to gag you too. Do you want that,. I’ll believe it the day we say, I Do. Not that I don’t love her. It just seems so far away and we’re so young!” Brad thought in his blunt, pessimistic way.Brad expected Scott to make a remark about him helping Vicky to finger Abby, but he didn’t say anything except, “Abby sure is having a great time tonight.”“So is Vicky.”“We’re two lucky guys, aren’t we?” Scott commented, looking at him.“Abby is an amazing girl.”“She certainly is.”Vicky and Abby returned in time for the start of the third.