No, she spreads her legs.

Overtaken by desire, John spread her legs for the man. Grinning, he slipped his hands under her dress and began to caress her thighs. John moaned again.

"Hmm . . ." he said, as he continued his exploration, running his hands along her panty-covered pussy. "Damp. You MUST be enjoying this."

John nodded. "I . . . I am. D-Don't stop."

Laughing, the stripper slipped a couple of fingers under the edges of her panties, lightly rubbing the lips of her pussy. Now John moaned loud enough for the audience to hear, which caused them to cheer and applaud.

But the man's hands were gone a second later. John furrowed her brow. "W-Why did you stop?"

"Hey, I'm a stripper, not a sex therapist. But don't worry, we're not done yet." He signaled to the other men, who grabbed a large towel from the side of the stage and held it in front of John and her stripper, one man on each side. The audience booed a little, now unable to see what was going on behind the towel.

"Now -- want a taste?" The stripper in front of John held up his semi-hard cock, the tip just in range of John's tongue.

Without thinking, she gave it a lick. It tasted salty. "More?" John asked.

"Whatever you like," the stripper responded. He moved forward, and began to undo the handcuffs.

John wasted no time once her hands were free. Grabbing the big cock in front of her, she began to jerk it with long, slow strokes, and took the head into her mouth.

"Ugnh." The man closed his eyes, grabbing John's hair and forcing more of his cock into her mouth. He was a little rough, but she was too far gone to care. She took as much of him into her mouth as she could, swirling her tongue around the underside of his head. With her hands, she massaged his pendulous balls.

"Oh, yeah," the stripper moaned. "God, I'd love to see your big tits bounce as I fuck you. Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

John looked up at him, glad she couldn't respond with the man's huge penis stuffed into her mouth. She wasn't sure how she would have answered.

Suddenly, John felt the man's cock begin to pulsate, his balls tightening in her hands. He groaned, pulling her face into his groin even harder and thrusting spasmodically into her throat. Gagging a little, John tried to remove his cock from her mouth, but he held her tightly in place. The stripper was clearly about to cum.