Surprise Stripper - Part 1

Staci wants to say thank you with something filthy. She books a redhead dancer, a lean pole queen whose thong barely contains the swell of her tits. When the blonde arrives at the suite, she smiles at the view, then lets her dress drop. The dancer wraps herself around the pole, slides down slowly, then grinds her way back up again. Staci peels off her own clothes and crawls closer. She opens the dancer’s thong with one finger, presses her mouth between those smooth thighs, and tastes her right there. The redhead moans, grips the pole for balance, then sinks to her knees so both women can work the boyfriend’s cock at once. Blonde hair and red tangle together. Wet mouths trade places, tongues dragging, lips stretching. They take turns swallowing him deep, spit running down their chins, breasts brushing, nipples hard. Staci climbs onto his lap first, lowers herself onto that thick shaft while the dancer straddles his face. They fuck slow and deep, then hard and loud, switching places until all three bodies are slick and shaking. The dancer ends up on her back, legs wide, the boyfriend pounding into her while Staci sits on her mouth. Wet sounds fill the room. They come together, loud, dirty, grateful.