Jenn couldn help checking around the room before sinking to her knees beneath the table, which cantilevered, from the stage. René spread his knees as his semi-erect penis sprang out of his fly. Jenn, her head rubbing the underside of the counter, inclined her head forward and sucked his manhood into her mouth. From the corner of her eye she could detect Gus and Kristas hands working into one another’s crotches. Slowly relishing the smooth warmth of the cock, its gradual engorgement, Jenn felt her own genitals swell, moisture seeping from between her puffy lips, to gather like dew in her grotto. As his full erection began to reach further into the back
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Placing his hands at her waist, René lifted Jenn onto his lap, and without removing her eyes from the performance, Jenn lifted her dress slightly and lowered herself carefully onto his staff. She squirmed her hips slightly, settling herself, elbows on the table, until she was completely impaled on him – the length of his erection poking her uterus, its breadth stretching her quim. With his hands remaining at her waist, René held her still on him. She could feel the sporadic pulsing of his tool as it retreated slightly from the sharp edge of consummation. Jenns eyes
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Jenn didn even need Renés light touch at the back of her head. Her hands had already reached into the black bush to open the inviting flower even further. She had already begun to incline her head forward, but she didn yet want to surrender to the frenzy of arousal that clattered and chattered from her grasping sheath on Renés cock to the flashing point right behind her eyes. Slowly, slowly, leading with her tongue, she drew a line from anus to clitoris. She could taste the lubrication, as natural and feminine as her own. It amazed her that this woman, this performer, this whore was excited – excited enough to dew. Jenn hoped
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