Once I start, however, I don’t seem to be able to stop and soon I’m humping the poll like a bitch in heat. Suddenly there are lights on me as a d...zen multicolored spotlights hit me at the same time. There would have been more, but half the lights are burnt out. Still every head in the place swivels to look at me, the barely dressed, nasty, pole-fucking cunt. Men begin to gather around me, as I gyrate against the pole, thrusting my pussy against it. They start throwing dollar bills at me just. It was when I was 29 years old and was weighing a nice 180 lbs and 6'2.I live alone and I decided to dress up in my favorite black thigh hisstockings, my lacey garter belt, my thong black panties and a sexysheer black bra. I put in my silicone implants.I modeled for myself and felt my ample tits as I faced the mirror. Itwas time for me to take out the makeup. I sat at my makeshift vanityand began to apply my foundation to my face. You could not see any partof facial hair as I put it on thick. I. Austin." Who's your ma?" Thelma, Mrs. Austin," Tony said it proudly."Thelma? Lou ... you married Thelma Whitaker? You finally made an honest woman outta Thel?"Grannie was in full spate. The stories she told ... never in my wildest dreams did I think to see old Italian mobsters blush ... but Grans did it. They call it the roaring Twenties ... in 1955 the mob still ran things. History had to wait for the old ones to die before the truth of the Twenties could be published.I figured things would be. "He stood over me and looked down at me and I felt my insides melting with the pleasure of it all, of the sheer power he had over me."Would you like my cock?" Oh yes, please, Master!" Earn it, then."I lowered my face and began to kiss his shoes, they were black leather and polished to a shine but as my kisses turned into licks and I took my time I knew I was cleaning them better than any shoe polish could and that I was highly honoured to do so. The he told me to stop."Take your skirt off and.