The bouncer.

Marlissa did not bother to adjust her sundress to cover her breasts before opening the door to see the bald bouncer standing there grim-faced.

"Yes?" she asked with an innocent smile.

"I thought I heard a noise," the burly bouncer said gruffly. She was a couple of inches taller than him even without her heels on, blocking his view of Tiffany lying on the table with Ryan between her thighs and his cock still buried deep in her pussy.

"Oh, that was just me," she replied with her green eyes glowing subtlety. She show no sign of modesty standing half-naked in front of the bouncer. "Is there anything else?"

"You have five more minutes," he grunted, taking a quick glance at Marlissa's breasts before walking back to his post.

Closing the door behind her, Marlissa walked back to the table where Ryan was finally pulling out of Tiffany's snatch.

"You were amazing," Tiffany said, looking up with a tired smile.

"It was my pleasure," Ryan replied, stuffing his now flaccid cock back into his jeans. Worn out, Tiffany splayed her slender thighs apart and rubbed her well worn pussy as it leaked cum. Unable to resist, Marlissa stuck her head between the blonde's thighs. The stripper closed her eyes and moaned as her vulva was licked furiously clean.

"Thank you for a wonderful time," Marlissa said and gave the young blonde a kiss on the cheek.

"Wait!" Tiffany called out before they opened the door. "I don't normally do this but here's my number. Call me if you want to meet again." Tiffany grabbed her purse to take out a pen and piece of paper.

"Thank you," Ryan said, taking her number and flashed a smile. "We'll be in town for a bit." Marlissa and Ryan let the stripper recover from the hard fuck.