Agree to go, on their terms

I asked them to at least think it over. After a while, Melissa turned to me and said, “Sure, John, it seems like it will be a fun time. We’ll go, but on our terms. First, we decide what you do when we get there, and two, we get whatever we want.” How could I refuse to this, 4 beautiful women coming with me to a strip club?

When we got their, it was 7:50, and the sun had gone down a long time ago. When we walked in, we had a little trouble with the bouncer, but nothing that my id couldn’t clear up. The ladies got a front row seat, and Samantha said to me, “John, this is going to be a night you’ll never forget. We’ll guarantee that.”

I paid for the drinks we ordered, at the women’s request, and watched as a hot 5 foot 7 beautiful blond walked on stage. She danced to the music, slowly taking off her clothes, and making a tent in my pants. Lisa noticed this and decided to have some fun. She crawled under the table and pulled my cock out of my pants. “My god,” she replied, “he’s huge.”