A lap dance

John played with Leanne a little as he watched her with an thoughtful gaze, taking his time before announcing what he wanted. He had a very hot, young girl wearing just her knickers who had agreed to do whatever he wanted. This wasn't an opportunity he was going to waste and he planned to make the most of it.

"I really enjoyed the way you were using that pool cue earlier," began the pub landlord. "Almost like it was a stripper pole. So how about we put those skills to some use? I want a lap dance."

"A lap dance?" asked Leanne. "That's it?"

"To start with," replied John with a grin. "Then I'll see what else I want you to do."

The owner of the pub grab himself a chair and took a seat in front of the young woman eagerly anticipating his prize. Leanne like the sound of John's last words and was intrigued where this might lead. She prepared herself and stepped seductively towards the old man.

She strode around him, gently running her fingers across his shoulders and stroking his large chest. She came around the front and turned her back so he could get a perfect view of her panty covered tight rear. Slowly she spread her legs and bent over, sticking her arse in his face. As she stood up she turned to face him with her hands covering her prefect boobs before gradually releasing them and giving him an uninterrupted look at her tits.

Leanne wrapped her arm around the back of his neck and pulled herself closer to him, burying his face in her warm breasts. His cock stiffened as he smelt her young flesh, making him more aroused than ever. He was fighting to stay in control but everything was becoming much harder.

The young woman sat herself down on John's lap with her legs spread either side and her pussy pressing firmly against his stiff erection. "Mmm, John..." she moaned as she continued to rub her hands all over him and grind her crotch hard on his cock. "I can't wait to see what you want me to do next!"