Roxxxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414
Wedding season is upon us. So the bachelor parties have been picking up. So far, I’ve been hired to do a few over the next couple of months. Most of them hire two or three dancers. But last weekend I had a solo gig. It turned out to be the craziest bachelor party that I’ve ever done. And it made me wonder if I should ever do one alone again. When I arrived, the butler showed me to the elevator. He told me that the party awaits me in the basement. The elevator took me to the cold, dark underground floor. I stepped out into a dark hallway and heard a faint mumble. I followed the sound to a huge, heavy, wooden door at the end of the hall. When I pulled the door open, it was so loud inside. Music and belligerent men yelling and being rowdy pierced the air. I quickly realized that it was a sound proof basement. The guys were young, early twenties, pumped with adrenaline and testosterone. You know, spoiled rotten, entitled types. They’ve grown up with way too much money and think they can do whatever they want.
Wedding Season
They were disrespectful from the beginning. Treating me like a piece of meat and telling me me to get up on the bar and start dancing. I should’ve left right then and there. But when I tell you they were paying well, I’m not messing around. It was way too much to resist. I thought it was worth a night of literally anything. But these guys tied me up and had their way with me. They pounded all three holes for hours on end. I was covered in cum. Literally from head to toe. And I don’t even know how many times I came. I lost count after sixty nine. Lol. I would totally do it again.
Roxxxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414