She slowly circled her aching love button while continuing to play with her nipple. The sensation and connection was almost too much for her to bear, ...ut she continued her self inflicting teasing upon her own body. Her moans rose in pitch and tempo, making her realize just how quickly she might cum from the subtle touching. “Oohhh, fuck…” she moaned out when she allowed her finger to apply more pressure to her clit. She began rubbing harder and faster on her clit while simultaneously pinching. Whatever was going to happen today was not going to be influenced by wishes or dreams, so there was no sense getting worked up about it all. Easier said than done, but maybe if I repeated it enough, I would even start to believe it!By the time Rene shooed me off to get dressed for our drive downtown, my stomach was in knots. I felt like I had an ulcer the size of my fist gnawing on my spine from the inside. I was so unsettled; I hadn’t even eaten breakfast.Rene, seeing how shaken and nervous I. She shook her head. “NO! Too big! Pleez.”“Hear that? She said ‘please’. Now let’s see how well she pleases us.”Clyde slapped her bare ass while Jethro fingered her soft cunt hairs and BobbiJo excitedly caressed her breasts.Clyde’s cock stuck straight out and he pulled the ropes so her body swung toward him. The tip of his swollen cock touched the crescent of her bum and he slowly rubbed it up and down the crack.Jethro searched her cunt looking for the soft button which he then tweaked between. Lots of people assume that the single strippers who don’t date and don’t trick are just uptight in some way or holding out for bigger money, but some just can’t get that excited about sex at all, especially with the same guys that paw at them for hours in the club. All I wished for was to not have to be sexy, to not be an object. Sex was the last thing I wanted, and between that and the difficulties of meeting good men anyway while working as a stripper, dating wasn’t even worth messing with. .