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Sweatpants At The Stripclub
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Erotica Ms. Stripper asked
before the lap dance
"excuse me hon, why are
you wearing sweatpants?"
I replied, "I'm just try'n
to get what I pay for,
especially when its $20 or more."
Thats when I noticed her
curious stare
I think she figured out I wasn't
wearing any underwear
but she started to dance like she
didn't care
smell'n like cinnamon applesauce
poured into white lace
she dipped & stretched & put it
in my face
although I was sitting, she received
a standing ovation the entire time
& the way she worked the grind
I could tell she didn't mind
the dj was generous and played a
bonus track
which was a bonus for me cuz
Ms. Stripper made me climax
with a girlish glance
she continued to dance
knowing precisely why
I wear sweatpants
Very steamy write. I'm wet now. I can only dream of giving a lap dance. I tried it once and didn't do good. I haven't tried since. But the idea of giving one and getting such an "ovation" makes me cream. Thanks for sharing.
Oooh, you nasty!