But that wasn’t all. I pushed up my top. How he figured out what I wanted I don’ know but he pushed my top off and he got on top of me. I went cra...y! It felt as though we were going out of this world. I was horny as ever. He pulled down my bra! He actually pulled down my bra and smiled at both my tits and me. He looked at me and smiled. I told him to do as he pleased and he did. “He leaned in, put his hands around my tits, and he squeezed one before kissing and licking and sucking it too. Wow,. "You're a nice guy..." Heather had started off. It always seemed to start off that way. She even started to laugh in the middle of telling him, "You're just not my type..." And then she even got mad at Dennis demanding, "I thought you were my friend. How could you do this to ME?" In the span of several minutes after asking her to go out on a date with him, Heather had gone from shocked... to amused... to offended. Offended that someone like Dennis would actually dare to even think that she. Saima was also surprised. Nancy first got on the table and gave us all a good table dance, after five minutes she asked Saima to push her chair a little back so she gets some more space. Saima complied while looking at me.Nancy stood with her legs apart and right on top of Saima’s lap and started gyrating on her. Saima was like surprised and started giggling which was somehow an expression of non-acceptance (partly disgust) as what the stripper was doing to her. But the stripper carried on and. "Mom, mom, we need to talk." No, no. You just be a good little "girl, "and make sure you cooperatewith the nice salesclerk or you may find out that you're not too old tobe put over my knee receiving a good, hard, you know what."A "spanking!"I can't believe what I am hearing. I haven't been spanked since I was 5or 6, but now I am 14 now!A few minutes later, my friendly and cheerful (ugh), salesclerk shows upwith two armfuls of clothes and miscellaneous items."Ok, sweetie. Let's start with the.