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[takecourage]

Her phone vibrates on the desk next to her and, without looking, she reaches out to pick it up. Midweek, the club is almost dead, and Alex is just hanging out in her coffee, reading a pulp Sci-Fi and keeping on eye on the feeds. The girls who are dancing tonight are pretty experienced; she barely needs to be here.

What's tonight's outfit?

She grins. She can also trust Lee to come through when she's bored. She shifts, boots still up on the desk and shoves her sweatshirt and t-shirt up. She isn't wearing a bra, so she arranges her book spread across her chest so that it just about covers her nipples. She lifts her phone and takes a photo.

Hope you're not disappointed, she writes, and hits send.

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[atehimrightup]

Alex starts sucking on his fingers just as eagerly as she sucked his cock and for a few moments Lee just lets her, fascinated by the sight. Eventually he pulls his fingers free and grips her shoulders, easily hauling her up to her feet with her hands still bound behind her. She weighs practically nothing, and he likes to take advantage of that.

“Stand up straight for me,” Lee murmurs as he tugs her between his knees and slides his hands up her sides, grabbing at her tits and squeezing hard before slapping the sides of them, and then again right over her nipples.

“Let’s see,” he says quietly, using his boot to nudge her feet further apart. He sits back a little and slides his hands up her inner thighs, then spreads her cunt open with his thumbs, studying the pink core of her, glossy with her own slick. It’s probably degrading, but that’s the point.

“Is this all for me?” Lee asks in a low rasp of a voice, looking up at her face as he pinches the tight bud of her clit between his thumbs. “You’re practically dripping.”