I went back to work, but my eyes were drawn back to her when I heard her shift position on the sofa to get more comfortable. I already mentioned that ...she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath her dress, but I could now see that she wasn’t wearing any panties either. With her skirt ridden up, I could catch a glimpse of her pussy peeking out at me from the bottom curve of her ass-cheek. It was enticing. It’s needless to say that by then the boner in my pants was rock hard and throbbing. I hadn’t had. Basically, lap dancing meant that I sat on the guy’s lap, facing him with my legs spread around him, with my tits in his face, and my pussy grinding into his cock. The only real difference between that and fucking was that he had to keep his clothes on, and he couldn’t touch me or the bouncers would throw him out.I was supposed to wear a negligée and a thong, which meant I would be pretty well naked while he was fully clothed. Lap dancing made stripping look tame.I was scared to death at the. I hugged him very tight. He made me sleep beside him like a baby it was amazing and he started rolling his hand on body and he asked me may and I just nodded my head saying yes.He slightly opened my top and it was my first shock treatment and he did not waste time. Directly touched my bra and within no second touched my small and tiny nipple’s immediately turned myself to cover myself and but his hand was in my bra and he took out his hand and started opening my pant. I was completely silent. Of course nervous, but ready to go into the room. 'Fine,' he said. ‘Now let's go to the red room. First, I'll show you how we keep the object in anticipation before the show. Oh yeah, bad luck for you: you as assistant may never rape. For this we hire - strong big men with experience -. The guys from the rape-team are selected on their ugliness, brutality, big dig and their talent to come always with a lot of sperm because most customers want to see this. Like animals: the more brutal and ugly.