Bettie Bondage – The Champagne Room

You love strip clubs, and going away to college meant new clubs to explore, even if just a few cities over. You expected the usual: different types of women, overpriced drinks, bad music…but you never expected Ms. Bond to be there! Your best friend’s mom, clear as day, dancing on the stage! I mean, she’s got those tattoos, and that smile…its not like you could be mistaken. She didn’t recognize you right away but once she did, she started to blush. Kinda hot, making a stripper blush. Making your best friend’s mom blush. Of course, you knew what you had to do: get a private dance. You’re no stranger to how these go, but you’re never sure how far the dancer will take it. EIther way, you’re more excited about the prospect than you’ve ever been! And, either she’s a really, really good actress…or she’s really, really into this… It doesn’t take long before she mentions being willing to “do more.” You have your cash at the ready, just waiting for the offer. God, you hope she does bareback. You’ve always had a thing for her, and being able to finally slide it in to her hot, wet pussy is a dream come true! You can tell she’s into it, but what comes next is a total surprise. The dirty talk. No, the filthy, nasty, taboo talk. She’s saying things you’ve only ever thought, only ever dreamed of! Even with girls you’ve dated for a long time, you’ve never told them stuff like this. So dirty, so taboo, so…mommy. She rides your cock, bouncing her tits in your face while she tells you all the dirty things the young, hot guys who get dances with her like. “Dirty boys love mommy’s wet pussy,” she purrs, sliding up and down while she gets naughtier and naughtier. “What would you have done, if you’d walked into my house and I was…being dirty? With him?” she says, smirking, waiting. Its just roleplay…right?