Touch Tyler

The tiny stripper slowly works her thong-covered ass in your lap as you lean back and moan, then feeling Tyler hard in his pants, his huge cock straining and touching the side of your face.

Looking up at the stripper, she nods to give you permission.

Taking a deep breath, you reach back with the tips of your fingers, tracing the outline of Tyler's erection on his pants.

"Fuck, Matt...I knew you could be a slut..."