Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
The sound of high heels striking the floor as the girls drew near only increased my heart rate. I sat perched on E’s lap, his hand rubbing the stocking covering my sexy thighs and his lips peppered along my shoulder. “They are coming.” I panted and looked back at him.
My hand drifted down to rub over his already rock-hard cock. Anna strutted in first, parting the red curtain that separated the VIP from the regular clubgoers. She was wearing the sexiest black stilettos and fishnet thigh highs. Her seductive eyes met mine with a knowing glint. We were going to make this a night E would never forget. Diana followed close behind her in similar lingerie, but six-inch white pumps announced her presence. My mouth watered at the sight of her fingers trailing down Anna’s side.
