Page 171 of Torrid Passion
She’s already in character.
Fucking love it.
“I am.”
“So am I.”
The heated blaze in her eyes is unsettling.
Showtime!
Kylasteps onto the stage.
I know I keep saying it, but that woman’s ass is a gift.
“Would you prefer I start with floor work or the pole first, sir?”
“I’m easy,” I say, leaning back.
“You’re such an agreeable client.”
She has one hand on the pole, her eyes on me.
Luck would have it, a new song seeps through the speakers.
We both laugh.
“Perfect!” I say.
“Are you saying you wished your girlfriend was hot like me, sir?”
“I don’t have one. You’re my girlfriend for tonight,” I wink.
“I hope you’ll treat me right.”
“I’ll treat you like diamonds and pearls. Now, give me what I paid for.”
“Yes, sir.”
She starts dancing.
There isn’t a straight guy with a cock who hasn’t watched that video featuring the sexy quintet. The Pussycat Dolls redefined dance choreography in videos. Based on Kyla’s daring moves, I’d say she’s watched it a few times as well.
She’s going for it.
Stella was right. That was one hell of a dance class.
Kyla’s head bobs from left to right, as she arches her back, sending her dark hair flying all over the place. She uses the chair like an object of seduction. She also gives me floor work and some pretty cock-hardening pole dancing moves. She even slaps her own ass a few times before doing this lower body wiggle move.Damn.Thepièce de résistanceis when she starts twerking. I just want to bite that delicious ass.
I’m completely mesmerized and rock hard.
I was doing a half decent job of holding my shit, but then she bends over and spreads them wide.Nice.Her ass is up high and her hand travels to her ass until her fingers interlace around her thong.
Holy shit.
I shift again in my seat, trying to make more room for my lengthening cock—not sure how that could happen considering I’m already impossibly hard—but it’s in vain. I want her too damn much. Until I’m buried balls deep inside her sweet pussy, releasing my cum, nothing will help my situation.
“Would you like to see more, sir?” she asks.
