With the separation, there were a few tips tossed up on the stage. Not nearly as many as there ought to have been, by Kavinsky's estimations. He stayed away from her for a moment, letting her have her space and time, lure the attention as she stripped out of her skirt and showed off those panties.
He came down off the pole and slapped her ass. Not just slap. It was a groping, filthy thing, dragging her ass back to the cradle of his hips.
There was some hooting and hollering in the crowd. Take her top off they shouted, and Pull her hair, Slap that bitch!
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Date: 2020-02-10 01:40 am (UTC)He came down off the pole and slapped her ass. Not just slap. It was a groping, filthy thing, dragging her ass back to the cradle of his hips.
There was some hooting and hollering in the crowd. Take her top off they shouted, and Pull her hair, Slap that bitch!