Last night my boss told all the girls that if the customers ask for sex we have to take them to one of the private dance rooms and fuck them. I was able to move to a bigger apartment, buy a new phone and furniture and give my all my family gifts. Should I stay at my job and tell them or not tell them? Or should I find a more suitable job? I think you do what makes you happy, and look out for yourself, fuck what anyone else thinks.
Via Shutterstock. WathupSP: A friend of mine went with a hooker. He started crying because serious reasons. She listened to his story. Tried to help him. She gave him a bj, a night he will never forget and his full money back. I was quite impressed.
It all started as a normal day, that turned crazy at the night. I said hell yea. He text meet me in my room in 20 minutes. He told me that one of his friends is having a bachelorette party and they want some strippers for her party. He said they cost a lot more money, and he volunteer me, him and our two other friends Andre and Victor.
I heard my song blasting in the background and started to strut down the stage. Sure being watched by hundreds of men still gives me the thrill, I simply love showing off my body. I love it when they get wide eyed as I spread my legs or squat with my knees spread wide right in front of their noses with only a g-string or a crotchless g-string running between my waxed and wet pussy lips and my swollen clit.