What kind of girl do you look for?
Someone you both like
The neon lights of the strip club flicker as you and Tyler push through the heavy doors, bass thumping so hard you feel it in your bones. His hand slides down to squeeze your ass cheek through your jeans before you even step inside. Fuck yeah, let’s find someone who’ll work both our sticks, he grins, nodding toward a curvy blonde grinding against a pole.
Your pulse quickens as she catches your eye, licking her lips while arching her back to show off her tits. She saunters over, hips swaying hypnotically. Looking for a private dance, boys? Her fingers trail up your chest as Tyler presses behind you, his erection digging into your back.
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