I took off my cloths over my outfit and put on my high heel sandals and got out of the car and walked over to the picnic table in front of my car and ...sat down. It took no time before a car pulled in and a guy got out and walked up to me with his cock in his hand. I watched him jacking his cock and noticed it was nice about 6” so I lay down on my back and picked up my legs to give him access to my ass and he quickly was balls deep and fucking me hard. He grabbed my legs and saw my red toes and. I didn’t know it was for exotic dancers until we got there. Then this man, he was telling us how beautiful we were and that we could be the star of the show. I didn’t know then what it involved … I mean, being completely naked. Maybe if I had watched the show, I would have walked away, but he was offering a lot of money for just three hours a day and four days per week. I had to find out what it was about.’ She was rattling the explanation off as if it was being pushed out of her. ‘When did. One wore a business suit. One a silk toga. Several wore traditional dresses. "Uh, hey," I said. "Hello, Frank," she said, uncrossing her legs and standing up. "You here on business?" "No, I'm sneaking around behind my brother's back." "Right. So shall we get down to it then?" "It is nice to see you again, though," she said. I cleared my throat. "Same here." She hesitated then went up on her tiptoes, or maybe leaned down, depending on which version of her you looked at, and kissed my cheek. Then. The kiss of his tongue melts me, as he slowly tastes my teeth, my gums, my tongue. Moaning and grinding my body to his, I run my foot along his calf muscle, then up and down again. The hairs on his leg are coarse against my soft sole, but still I enjoy the different textures of our body. He rises over me, my legs slide up his and I wrap them around his hips. ‘Mike please,’ I hear the begging in my voice. His hand skims down between us, I feel him grasp his penis, his knuckles graze my pussy.