1. We Will Do Your Mom First


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: Bountyhunter310, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    wanted to know. &#034We'll tell you later, we don't have time right now,&#034 Ash answered. Seconds later the three had swept out of my room in a sea of excited chatter. 8 - Natalie's Dance Lessons At about ten-thirty that night Kevin called. He had one question. &#034Can you dance?&#034 Fuck! Of course neither of us could. It was however one of the items we'd highlighted on our 'get ready for Princeton' list. Item C 1: Learn to dance. Next to that item on my master list I'd written in pencil: hire a professional? from where? Later on I'd added: Natalie from strip club? Natalie was a sweet young girl. A sweet stripper? Yes she was. At least that was my impression from our one fleeting previous encounter. Well, it wasn't that fleeting I suppose. She'd given both Kevin and I two lap dances each when we'd visited the 'Lady Pussycat' emporium of drinks and dances some four weeks earlier. Using fake ID's, we'd talked our way into the club on one of our dateless Fridays just weeks after we'd started our planning sessions. We justified it as being an important, fact finding, part of our research. And Natalie had talked to us the whole time she'd danced for us. Perched on a stool between first Kevin's legs and then mine she'd somehow managed to put the two nervous high schoolers at ease. And she hadn't treated us like k**s even though we quickly admitted under her questioning that we were high school seniors. And she didn't rush away the second she'd finished. She'd just ...
    finished her second year of university. She was beautiful. First 'live' tits we'd ever seen. And could she dance! This we'd observed when she'd been up on stage. When we finally worked up enough courage to ask one of the girls to dance for us, we'd chosen her. And so, when I'd got home from the club that night, I'd written her name on my list as a potential dance instructor. Which was why, when I'd hung up my call with Kevin the night we'd agreed to go to the prom, I put on some jeans, grabbed my wallet and after borrowing mom's car, set out for the club. Not sure how I'd be received I decided not to tell Kev my plan. &#034Hey you,&#034 she said as she sidled up to me. There was a friendly smile on her face. I figured there was no way she'd remember me. &#034Will? It's Will right?&#034 Then she ran a hand through my hair and said, &#034hey, your new look is cool, you look great.&#034 &#034It is? I do? You remember me?&#034 &#034You're like by far the cutest guy in the club.&#034 I blushed even while wondering if this was some stripper come-on line. &#034I mean it,&#034 she added as she saw the question in my eyes. &#034You shoulda seen the last guy I had to dance for. He was like two seventy and I don't think he'd washed in a week. At least fifty years old. Garlic on his breath. Yuck!&#034 I had never really considered the travails of a dancer in a nude club before. &#034I guess you have to dance with anyone who asks you, don't you?&#034 &#034Unless a cute guy like you asks me ...
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