She's got to work for it

Once backstage, Daphne gets out of the veil, fishnets and white heels, putting her red heels back on, all while Jasmine watched her and counted out the money, clearly with no intention of sharing any with Daphne. But frankly, Daphne didn't need it and thought it just made the entire experience even hotter. She looked at Jasmine and asked, "So did I do good, Daddy?" Jasmine laughed and grinned, if this hot little trophy wife wanted to keep that little game going, she wasn't going to complain, she even had an idea on how to further capitalize on it. "Not too bad, babygirl, but it could be better." She said, acting unimpressed, though truthfully it was one of the best nights she'd had in quite a while. Daphne pouted a little, "Oh? And how can I help make it up to you, Daddy?" While she knew that was just a bit of a fun game, she really did like calling Jasmine that, and she loved how this woman knew how to really take control.

Jasmine smiled at her, and decided to push things a bit, "Well, my little slut, you can start by getting on your knees and putting that mouth to good use on Daddy's pussy." Daphne moaned, dropping down to her knees, and Jasmine removed the strapon harness and her g-string, lightly holding onto the back of Daphne's head and pushing her face between her legs. What the sexy little blonde lacked in expertise, she made up for in her enthusiasm, her little moans and whimpers muffled by Jasmine's pussy just made it even hotter. It was clear to Jasmine that the slutty little trophy wife was loving it. "Mmmm that's a good girl! You love to please your Daddy, don't you, slut?" She said, and received a muffled, "Yes Daddy, your slut loves to please you." In response. Daphne's efforts increased, and Jasmine kept talking, "Ohh that's it, baby. You're Daddy's little slut. My little whore, my naughty little moneymaker, isn't that right?" Daphne pauses briefly, looking up at Jasmine, deep into her eyes, "Yes Daddy, I'm your slut, your whore, your moneymaker, use my married white ass however you want!" Before going back to eating Daddy's pussy.

And that set off Jasmine's orgasms, cumming repeatedly. Eventually she was finished, and pulled Daphne up, kissing her hard on the lips. Yeah, this girl had some real potential. "That's a good slut, now let's get moving, I've got a great way for you to make me some real money. You want to do that, don't you?" Daphne looked back at her, "Absolutely! I love being your slut!" And with that Jasmine got her g-string back on, and the two walked back out into the club, Jasmine holding Daphne's hand and leading her to a table with a pair of black guys, where they spoke for a few minutes, with the two men eyeing Daphne appraisingly, admiringly, with Daphne clearly flirting with them. The two women then walked up to the owner and Daphne's wife, and Jasmine said to them, "I'm taking the wifey here to one of the private rooms, to entertain those two regulars of mine over there.Hubby can come too, if he behaves himself." The owner of the club thought for sure this would've gotten his friend to put a stop to things, but no, he stood up and said, "Oh? You're good with that, honey?" Daphne's response sealed the deal, "Oh yes! Daddy's going to let her slut make her some serious money!" the lustful look in her pretty blue eyes made it clear she meant every word.

With that, Jasmine motioned to the two men, who got up and joined the group, and the five of them. Hubby, Jasmine, Daphne and the two men, off to one of the private rooms. Only one of them had the whole thing figured out, but all five would no doubt leave that room totally happy.