My juices smeared over my face as Blake yanked on his shaft. Before I knew what had changed, Blake had put his hard cock in my mouth and was fucking m...y face as if this was going to be the only chance he got. Derek got behind me and lifted my ass into the air. I felt his head slide over my clit and pussy as he wet his cock. He didnt waist his time and shoved himself into me forcing me to scream on Blakes fat cock. Derek sped up his pounding, his cock would soon be engulfed inside me. Blake, was. She was gently nibbling on her bottom lip practically begging me to come closer. I took her glass fom her hand and placed it on the floor. As i bent over she started caressing my tattoo on my lower back with her soft finger tips. i ran my hand slowly across her denim covered thighs. she started to kiss my neck running her tongue up and down firmly. i started to unbutton her jeans exposing her white lace thong. i could feel my insides churning wanting her more and more with every second. i. As I began to slowly stroke his cock, I slowly turned to look at it. It was jet black. He was uncut and the foreskin hung well past the huge head. He was only about half hard, and it was already twice the length of mine, and so thick I couldn't squeeze it hard enough to touch my fingers together. His nuts hung down in a huge sack like two coconuts. I was in a complete trance…tunnel vision…as I slid the foreskin back and forth watching that enormous head peeking out, then disappearing again. “You know that’s not true. But anyway, so where are you working?”“I’m working at a casino.”“Casinos have strippers?” she asked.“No, silly I’m not stripping at the casino,” I said, then quickly corrected myself. “Well, I mean that I ended up stripping during my interview and my audition before I got the job.”“Well, you had to show them your natural talents, skills, motivation and enthusiasm for the work, right?” she agreed.“No, I was so poor and I sold off most of my clothes just to get.