Daphne was paid well for exhibiting her charms, because the patrons of Dancing Divas were generous despite - or maybe because of - their intoxication....Daphne liked to think the men were intoxicated by her beauty, rather than the liquor they drank non-stop from the moment they arrived in the gentlemen?s club until closing at 3:00 AM.Most of the club?s patrons conducted themselves fairly well. There were wolf whistles and comments, of course, and even some touching of her calves, thighs, and. His other hand found her clit and carefully worked around it eventually touching it sending shivers racing through her body. The sweat was evident on her face and body from the orgasms that he was causing to course through her body from the way he was massaging the inside of her went pussy. Her juices were flowing so freely, what weren't being absorbed into her bum flowed on to form a dark patch on the linen. He could smell her sex and could feel that he himself was again dripping his own pre. Those sessions soon settled into a routine. After we parked, we would kiss for a few minutes while he played with my tits and I rubbed his cock, still with our clothes on. Then when we felt it was safe, we would take off at least some of our clothes, so that he could suck my nipples and I could play with his cock. That usually led to me doing my hand/mouth routine until he came. Then I would slip my panties off and let him play with me some more.That was fine for awhile, but soon I wanted more.. In my mind I wanted to get right on that. I just kind of looked at her and then my brother as to see what I should do. Jairam just looked at me and said please man, for me. I don’t care if you eat her out. It’s not like your going to fuck her. I got up from my chair and went over to the couch Meena was lying on. She was still mumbling about being Horney and wanting Jairam to fuck her. I slowly slid off shorts. She didn’t have any underwear on. She was totally clean shaven too. I looked over at.