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A white thong, that didn't hide the small patch of hair above my pussy. A white blouse that had adjustable straps just below my breasts, and long see through sleeves. Let's just say with no bra, the girls were on full display. I ate in my room and then headed to the club. When I got there, the guy at the door asked if I was sure I wanted to go in there? I said sure, why not. He opened the door and the moment I stepped in I knew this couldn't be the place. It was wall to wall with biker and construction worker types. The first guy I walked by grabbed my ass and said " How much for an hour?" I turned to him and said I am not a whore. Dressed like that, in a place like this, you will be before you leave, unless you walk out right now. But it was too late. Two burly guys hoisted me up on a table, tie wrapped my hands over my head to the legs below the table edge. I heard the click of a switchblade, and my bare boobs were now exposed. Two fingers hooked my thong and roughly pulled it down. My God, what a woman, Tommy thought as he looked on at the obscene spectacle she was giving him. If only my wife Linda would act this way sometimes!In front of him, Grace Furness probed into the pliant outer flanges of her own moistening cunt, the middle finger of her right hand finding and massaging the tiny quivering bud of her clitoris. She groaned loudly this time and pressed her full resilient thighs tightly together around her fingers, her whole body beginning to undulate slowly before him like a mesmerizing serpent.Then, without warning, she flung herself back onto the bed behind her, drawing up her knees and spreading them wide apart to reveal to his eyes her pinkly glistening pussy-lips."Oh God," she moaned, staring wide-eyed past the twin mounds of her upward heaving white breasts at his wildly jerking bone- hard cock. "Get your clothes off before I die. I want you to fuck me." She squirmed and twisted her buttocks tightly down into the mattress as she repeated the lewd,.
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