My wife is a stripper

He knows we are there for one thing in a guy's pants The truth is we were there for the same reason. By Alex Alexander I was working the day-shift as a "dancer" in a very high-class gentlemen's club downtown. Not sure how you have a wife that became a stripper and have no clue what a strip club is, but be aware. The guys were absolute sweethearts, total gentlemen and great fun. Like bonobos and the few hunter-gatherer tribes remaining untouched by civilization today, our ancient ancestors lived in tribes whose members were all sexually interconnected, rather than monogamous, nuclear family units.

I also saw a picture of you covered in his cum, blowing his huge cock. After a minute of long, slow, deep, strokes inside her pussy, she wanted more. I tore that little pussy up! Give feedback, vote on their story! Slutty looking for sure. Her hair is messy, her makeup running. Jeff keeps eating, Jen keeps writhing.

She rocks back and forth, impaled on his cock, moaning and yelling. She took me back to a different private room, and we were instantly all over each other. She cums several times all over his big dick, and he keeps pumping away. Galatea walked over to the stereo.