Adult Bookstore Dancer

She told him again to get comfortable and he stood up and dropped his sweatpants. We stopped our gyrations and stood there looking at the biggest most delicious black dick. It must have been ten to twelve inches long, not to big around and the foreskin hung at least and inch past the knob; it was rock hard. John sat back down and started stroking his awesome cock and Ida and I resumed dancing.
By the middle of the second song Ida had only her heels and garter belt left on and I was down to heels, bra and garter belt. She as on her back nylon covered legs high in the air and I over her in a sixty-nine position. We were squirming around on the matt to the beat of the song. I was running my tongue over my red lips simulating I was eating Ida’s pussy and pulling on the tampon string dangling from her cunt lips. We were oblivious to John masturbating in the chair in front of the stage.
John broke our sexual trance, “What I got to do to have one of you bitches to suck and fuck me.”
Ida and I stood up and Ida turned off the music. She then sat on the edge of the stage and spread her legs wide and with one finger started twirling the tampon string. I went to Ida’s bag and took two VS 120 cigarettes out and lit both. I return to the stage and sat down next to Ida my legs together very lady and gave one cigarette to her.

Ida took a big drag on the cigarette, executed a very sensual French inhale and asked, “Your not connected with any local or state law enf***ement agencies.” The black stud said, “No.”
“Well then as you can see,” She gave a tug on the string protruding from her cunt lips, “My playground is out of commission right now. I’ll suck you off for another fifty.”
“How about you suck my black dick and I ram my rod up the faggot’s ass, how much for dat,” John asked?
I was shocked; Ida’s tuck job had not fooled him. I was about to tell her that I didn’t think my ass could take a cock that big when Ida told him, “One Hundred fifty.”