Another trip to the booth

A little apart, four young men seat at a table wave to her to approach. She goes to them smiling, trying to tease them as much as possible.

• Hi, what's your name?

• Maddy ...

• You dance really well, Maddy…

• Thank you .

• It's Bobby's bachelor party tonight… how do you like him?

She looks at the one staring at her, eyes glassy from the ****.

• He's cute, she admits.

• We want to pay him dances…. You do that you eh?

• Yes… here or in the cabin?

• What is the difference ?

• want a dirty dance, says the birthday boy with difficulty.

• Are you doing that, Maddy?

• In the cabin it's better ...

• Are you dirty, Maddy?

She blushes, feeling her pussy getting wet. She also remembers Steve's comments earlier.

• Yes…

• Ok, go with Bobby, we'll pay you after ...

• Okay

She waves to the birthday boy, who follows her to her booth. He sits down in the same seat as her other client, and unbuttons his jeans as she begins to dance in front of him.

• You have a great ass, Maddy.

• Thank you Bobby…

She leans in with her back to him, pulling up her miniskirt so he can appreciate what she offers him. The drink and the **** do their work, she loses all her inhibitions, retreating towards him. Suddenly, she feels a hand on the inside of her thighs, slowly moving up. She unconsciously spreads her legs, moaning as a finger forces entry into her cunt, relishing the easy insertion.

• You like it dirty, he says, his voice still mushy.

She does not respond, swaying in front of him, moving to better feel the middle finger inside her. When she hears footsteps coming towards the cabin, she sits up, noticing that the music has stopped. She then crouched down in front of him, panting, between his open legs. As she hears the curtain open, she sees her client's erect penis inches from her face.

• Everything is fine here, asks Steve, relishing the sight of the girl's body.

• Yes, Steve, thank you, she replies, leaning more towards the man's crotch, wanting to hide the sight of the erect shsft from the other guy.

• She's correct, Bobby adds, stroking her hair.

• Perfect, good evening ... have fun.

She hears him go again and wants to get up, but the man holds her tight, bringing her lips to his member.

• I want you to suck me….