There's a pause and I'm speachless when she turns and looks me in the eye for a brief second and says bluntly, "it's over. I don't want to see you any... more." She hesistates as she turns away then adds quietly, "i'm sorry."The door closes silently as I stand a gape, flacid and cold. I wept as I put my pjs on and cry myself to sleep. The early morning dawn wakes me un-rested and still sobbing. I silence my alarm and go into the kitchen to start coffee for myself. I check my phone for the. If only Jay could see her now, with one hand groping her lush, stiff-nippled tits and the other grinding and pumping fingers into her sodden slit. If only Richard hadn’t decided to be on time today she’d have the bathroom door wide open. Then her gorgeous son would catch her fingerfucking herself just as she’d caught him stroking his cock.Marcie’s fingers began pumping faster into her slick hole as she thought of Jay standing in the doorway right now with his big, fat cock in his fist. She’d. The bartender stepped over to a simple looking door with a sign exclaiming 'Employees Only.' "A minor legal technicality," he explained. Beyond the door was a hallway that led in the direction of the stage. The bartender moved through the first door and held it open for Josh to enter. "We have to make sure our girls are legally covered, right?" he said with a laugh, patting Josh on the back. Josh wasn't sure he'd ever been in a strip club that had contracts, but he figured there was a. I watched as she leaned over and muttered something into his ear. He turned and leaned to her, replying to her. He moved in the seat, then settled back into the chair. I realized what she said as I watched their movements, and Cheryl was visibly moving her right arm, stroking his cock, which I could not see. Now she moved, I could envision her sliding down just a bit, and spreading her nylon covered thighs. Cheryl and her stud continued this way for almost two minutes. At that point, she leaned.