Yep here is the end my loyal loyal readers.
In the VIP room of the Palace us girls were dancing with the dancers and did some pole work our selves. Closing time had come but the alcohol was flowing and the money came down in showers; so the managers shut down all but the VIP room. Its a good thing to cause things were just starting to heat up. One of my lesbian girl friends laid down on the mini stage and whipped off her panties and flung them into the air. She then made pig calls and Screamed come and get it. This blonde haired dancer shot her blue eyes over to that bald pussy and almost did a nose dive for it. We all screamed with the up most happiness to watch this and Sherry (my pal getting eatten out) screamed louder! Well I was plastered by this time and I went in for it to as the dancer moved to squat over Sherry’s face. I ate the cunt till I got cotton mouth… literally.
When my pals called it a night they had to pull me off her to which I started singing some really loud song that only a drunken college girl would. I awoke the next morning with no voice, more cotton mouth and one HELL of a hang over, but I wouldn’t have missed that for the WORLD!
Well save Wickett!
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Follow-up comment rss or Leave a TrackbackNothing like a lil slurp slurp, I always say. Sounds like it was a fun time.
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