Moving To The Rhythm With Nothing But Skin
“You ok miss?” asked the bouncer, rushing to her side. Indian porn Deidre led Jessie by the hand through a thick, black curtain in a hidden corner of the club. Really good. Right now, he had to find a way in before Jessie got in too far to come back. A tail?! “What can I get you to drink pretty lady?”
“Shot of Jaeger and a beer.”
“You got it.”
Tammy turned towards the bar which gave Jessie a moment to appreciate the body on her. Of course, Jessie could throw down with the best of them, but tonight Vlad would pick off anyone foolish enough to get in the way of her goal, giving Jessie a rare chance to simply look like sex on legs. “Just found out my husband was cheating on me with some strip club skank. For a moment, she let herself drift with the fantasy though, imagining reaching behind Tammy and letting the string bikini fall loose so that she could take those impossibly firm DD
