She was cleaning up in tips. Each guy she would dance for would pass her some money and she would dance for a minute or two just for him. Some time sh... would dance with her thong covered pussy inches from their face. Other times she would just squat down in front of them as it was obvious the guy was feeling her up. After what seemed like forever she stepped in front of Jefferson, that million-dollar smile covering her gorgeous face. She spoke."Hi." Hi, yourself." She squatted down in front of. Then Peggy felt the guy playing with her ass and inserting a finger in her anus. She didn’t know where the lube came from but he started applying it to her asshole. Peggy liked the double penetration but as she suspected the guy soon moved his cock from her pussy to her ass. He was smaller than other dicks that had been there and his cock went in without any resistance. Peggy then decided that turn around was fair play so she pushed a pussy moistened finger into the blonde’s asshole as she ate. .you can’t have,” he said with surprise. “You wouldn’t?” “Why wouldn’t I?” She asked him. “You have wanted me to cuckold you for some time now so I might just have gone ahead and already done it.” Sandy said nothing. Patty looked across at the bed, “I might have had another man fucking me in our bed for months.” “I.....I would know if you had,” Sandy replied. Patty gazed up at him and looked him in the eye as she continued to slowly masturbate him, “you have nights away, at least two. "On the way to, or from, Butte there is this hill..." the stories all started with that. Eight miles long and steep enough for truck runoffs every mile, Montana posts troopers strictly for speeders. The hill has a sixty-five mph limit ... very enforced. Each and every ticket issued to the bicyclists was for at least 75."Didn't you pay the fine?" Heck no ... can't beat a speeding ticket for proof."And someone else said, "Except for Annie's broken leg."Everybody laughed and someone asked what we.