" Told you so. Leave it to a secretary to get it right," she laughed. Michaelbegan to giggle.Sashaying with newfound confidence in front of his office... mirror, Stacytemporarily excused herself.She returned with a pot of coffee and several packets of powder. Michael wasnow back behind his desk. He was fixed on the front cover of his new SpecialServices manual."Stacy, something's not right about all this. Look at me." I can't walkaround here like this. What's everyone going to think?" Clearly,. Putting the shoe back in the window she hurried to Sally, Taking her arm, she guided her to a plush. comfortable chair. "Sit, sit!" she commanded."One second," Sally said. She surveyed her already ruined stockings. Now that it was just her and the proprietor, she hiked up her skirt and pulled her pantyhose off, balancing first on one foot and then the other. She staggered slightly as she did and the other woman immediately wrapped an arm around her shoulders and steadied her."Thanks," Sally. “Fuck yeah!” she moaned, increasing the speed of her hand rubbing her clit.The guy was thrusting in and out faster now. I was actually watching his cock appear and disappear into my sweet Ana’s tender asshole.“You love it, don’t you slut? You love my black dick in your ass!”“Oh yeah baby, don’t stop fucking my ass!”With that, the guy grabbed again a handful of Ana’s hair and yanked her head back as he shoved his dick into her with authority. I couldn’t believe the look in her face. It was one. I asked her how much she charged for a private dance, “$100” Holly said. Now I’ve always had a fantasy of getting a private dance from a stripper that turned into something more and now sitting next to me in my car was that exact chance, but could I do it. We continued to drive and as she told me how she lost her license because of a DUI, how she use to dance at Club G, but was working at Pleasures, and was thinking of working at Jezebel’s. I continued towards her grandmother’s house, getting.