It’s no secret that I am a bisexual phone sex babe. Perhaps, all strippers go both ways. When you’re around naked women all day it’s easy to become bisexual. Recently, I hired a mature stripper. I manage the girls at the club, and I hire the talent. Ginger used to work with me here at this phone company, but she was on a sister site. She left the company a few months ago, but she moved to my city. So she hit me up to get some food together, and I saw her banging body live.
She could’ve come back here, but she said she was looking for a new adventure. One with more exposure. And I told her that the club recently lost its only mature stripper besides me. Plus, I don’t strip on a regular basis. Ginger might be 10 years older than me, but she appears to be every bit as sexy.
Guys in the club love mature strippers, especially the younger ones. Maybe they look at mature women as mommies or even sex education teachers. It doesn’t matter. I know that the way to keep this club afloat is to offer a variety of talent. So, I convinced Ginger to come in for an audition.
Damn. I knew Ginger did great as a phone sex therapist here, but that woman can really work a pole. I got so aroused watching her dance, I brought her home with me. Her beautiful breasts, her flawless skin, and don’t get me started on her tasty pussy. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. We started kissing passionately, and our bodies became one. I slipped a finger inside of her warm pussy and rubbed my thumb on her clit until she came on my finger.
She ordered me on the bed with my leg spread. Then she crawled between my legs and ate my pussy better than any man ever has. I did not have this on my bingo card. One, I never thought I’d see or hear from Ginger again when she left her company. And now she lives in my city. Two, I didn’t think I could convince a mature, sexy babe like her to strip for a living. This woman went to college and even has a master’s degree. But she loves to be naked like me. And three, I never envisioned that we would end up naked and fucking in my bed all weekend long.
Ginger has a husband who kept texting her. But she just told him she was helping a friend. And she helped me. She helped me cum so many times that I lost track. Ginger gave me a hot squirting pussy so many times that I thought I might have to get a potassium drip because she dehydrated me. I joked that her master’s degree must be in pussy eating because she has the most gifted tongue and fingers I’ve ever encountered. Ginger and I are just getting to know each other. She’s going to be my new star on the stage. And she might be my new star in the bedroom too.
Do you enjoy stocking fetish phone sex? Personally, I love to wear stockings, pantyhose, and thigh highs. I often wear a garter belt and stockings in the strip club. Guys enjoy eye candy. And sexy lingerie gets their attention.
I try to help the younger strippers, understand that a thong is not enough to entice a man. At least not the older, more sophisticated men, the men all the money. If you want to dance, you need to know your audience. And you need to know how to make money. I’ve been hustling all my life. Most of the younger girls look at me as a maternal figure like a house mom. So, they take my advice. And it always pays off.
I needed to go to the club around 10 PM last night to break up a girl fight. Sometimes I just want to strangle these girls. They fight over the stupidest shit. Like I tell the girls often, the club has more than enough perverts to go around.
I broke up the fight and I took the man they fought over into the VIP room. He needed a mature woman anyway. We understand fetishes much better. Plus, once he saw my stocking clad legs, he wanted me over the other girls anyway. I can cater to any phone sex fetish. In the club or on the phone.
Charlie turned out to be a beta boy. And once I took his pants off, I knew why. His cock appeared so small I needed a magnifying glass to see it. Even though he did have a small dick, I would classify him as a grower, not a shower.
His cock grew a couple inches making him about 4 inches. However, that’s still about 5 inches below what my pussy deserves. But he didn’t pay to fuck me. He paid for a small dick humiliation with a side order of stocking fetish. So, I seductively removed one of the stockings from my leg and tied up his worthless dick with it.
And I thought that poor loser might cum just from the feel of my stocking on his little dick. I even wrapped it around his balls, joking that I could turn this into cock and ball torture. You tie anything too tightly around the balls and that cuts off the circulation resulting in a chemical castration. But he did not want to be castrated. He just wanted owned. And in that time in the VIP room, I owned him. And my stockings owned him too.
This all qualified as sensual domination. But I can be a bad ass bitch or a sensual dominatrix. And since Charlie seemed like a nice older, rich man whose only problem was a small dick, I just gave him the fetish play he needed. His little clitty leaked all over my stockings. But I planned on giving them to him as a party gift anyway.
I love sensual domination phone sex calls. In the club or on the phone. If you would like to explore a fetish or have a sexy babe dominate and control you, I would love to be that girl.
I enjoy fantasy phone sex because we can be whoever we want. And we can even time travel. Yesterday, I went back to 1986 with Marley and James. Marley and I are college roommates. And James is the handsome ROTC boy who wants to take Marley to his ROTC ball.
James nervously asks Marley to his ROTC ball after a mutual friend introduced them and announced that his friend James has had a crush on her all semester. Marley blushes. Despite her beauty and friendly persona, she’s quite shy herself.
I’m the gregarious one. So, I helped my roommate get ready for her special date. I did her hair and her make up and I loaned her a sexy black ball gown. She looked like a Disney princess. And when James came to pick her up, he looked like a Disney prince.
James went all out to impress Marley. He brought her a bouquet of flowers, and he rented a limo to drive them to and from the dance. Although I did not go to the dance, I heard all about it when they returned. It seems like they had an amazing time. And a romantic time too full of slow dancing to music by Lionel Richie and Air Supply. Marley got to see pictures of James when he was a little boy. Plus, she got to meet some special people in his life like his ROTC leader.
And more importantly, she got to know James. Personally, I’ve never seen Marley glow like that. So, I know she had an amazing time. And I know she felt like she was the belle of the ball. I could tell how smitten they were with each other. This GFE phone sex babe wanted to hear all about their magical night when they came back to our dorm room.
I must admit I felt a little jealous that Marley got such a magical night with such a handsome prince. But Marley deserves it. Such a sweet girl. However, I doubt James could’ve predicted what happened next. I’m a sucker for a good love story.
But I’m also a bisexual babe who loves kinky threesomes. Marley and I are more than roommates, we’re coed lovers too. But many college roommates fool around. After Marley and James recounted the magical night they shared, I kissed Marley. An open mouth deep French kiss.
But I did not leave James out of the fun. I grabbed his hand and placed it on my breast, bringing him closer so we could all share a kiss. The shy, nervous boy still didn’t know what to think, but Marley and I assured him we share everything together. That includes men, especially handsome men in their military dress. James thought his night had come to an end. However, the night had only just begun.
I Enjoy Kinky Threesomes with Another Girl and a Handsome PrinceBefore long, I had Marley‘s beautiful black gown off her tiny, lean body. As I continued to kiss my cute roommate, I unzipped James‘s pants to pull out his soldier. And guess what? His soldier stood at attention for us. I guided his magnificent cock straight into Marley‘s mouth. And I watched as she made his cock grow even bigger. As she sucked on that cock, I went down and ate her young bald pussy.
And James thought the magic happened on the dance floor at the military dance. I think this might’ve been what Barry Manilow sang about in, “Could this be magic?” Because this seemed so magical to me. Eventually, I guided James‘s soldier straight into Marley‘s wet pussy. Then I had a seat on James‘s face. Something told me he would have a golden tongue for my garden. And he did. He made me cum all over his face.
I kissed Marley as James fucked her and ate my pussy at the same time. And I managed to rub her swollen clit, helping her cum on James‘s magnificent cock. I was patient. And I got my turn with James’s cock in my pussy while Marley sat on my face so I could get her extra wet. We fucked for hours.
Eventually, Marley and I got side-by-side on our knees and let James anoint us with his seed. He had this look of disbelief as he watched Marley and I snowball his cum. I don’t think the shy boy ever joined in on a threesome before. But I think we might’ve hooked him.
However, he hooked us too. We both became addicted to his gentlemanly ways, his handsome face, his big cock, and his incredibly talented tongue. I wish every night could be like this. No woman experiences enough men like James. A true gentleman, but a wild animal in bed. That’s every woman’s dream come true.
White women all want cheating phone sex with Big Daddy King. Fresh off Hedonism in Jamaica, we discovered a lot of white women wanted to cheat on their husbands, and sometimes right in front of their husbands too. Some men even paid for their wives to cheat with the biggest, blackest, cock in the world. Hedonism was full of beautiful women. Content creators, influencers, porn stars, only fans girls, actresses, and even a few normal women.
Women all know about The Black Bull God. Husbands know all about him too, even if they don’t want to admit it. Hedonism seemed so successful, that The Black Bull God wants to do another one for the basic women like schoolteachers and housewives. He likes to spread the love.
And this sexy GFE babe just felt honored to be part of it. Not only was it a pleasurable two weeks for the Black Bull God, but it also turned out to be quite profitable too. Big Daddy King earned a percentage of the reservation fee, as well as being paid directly by cuckolding husbands.
Some even paid him to make content with their white wives. I know the black porn star Sean Michaels does paid content for loser husbands too. But Big Daddy King might put all those other porn stars out of business once it gets out that you can pay big bucks for The King to fuck your wife.
Of course, the Black Bull God and his Black Bull God Cock would be the headliners of Hedonism. And let me tell you we met some freaky white women. Husbands watched some of these white women get gang banged by members of the Black New World Order.
Although Big Daddy King is the Black Bull God, he’s still a mortal man. So, members of the BNWO needed to step up and help take care of some of these freaky white women not lucky enough to spend one of the nights in bed with Big Daddy King and his bevy of beauties.
So many women throwing themselves at Big Daddy King. But that never shocks me. I see it anytime we’re together. And when I say Hedonism got wild, I’m talking about gang bangs, husbands eating their wife’s cream pie after The Black Bull God fucked her better than she’s ever been fucked before. Big Daddy King is a global phenomenon. Over 12 different countries represented Hedonism with all sorts of women hoping for the chance to see Big Daddy King.
This one porn star wanted to make some content with The Black Bull God himself. She’s already got her tramp stamp that says Black Bull God Worshiper for life. I helped by filming them; hottest show for me to ever watch. But before too long I joined them in the bed to become part of the content. Me, four porn stars and The Black Bull God himself made our own content in this huge bed in this magnificent suite overlooking the ocean. Even after all the fucking The Black Bull God already enjoyed, he had the energy for a sexy orgy in that big bad bed of his.
Did I mention some white loser cuckold husbands paid to watch this too. I guess seeing is believing. Plenty of white men at Hedonism went to watch Big Daddy King obliterate their wives’ fuck holes. I’m just glad I got to be part of this incredible event. And that this GFE phone sex babe got to make some content with four porn stars and the one and only Black Bull God. When I played back the video, I enjoyed hearing all of us scream and begging for that big nut he always gives us. What a great couple of weeks. And very hedonistic weeks too.
Women just go crazy for The Black Bull God Cock. And I understand why. But now I think a lot of loser white husbands finally understand why The Black Bull God appeals to their wives. Because nobody fucks a woman better than The Black Bull God. Nobody does it better than Big Daddy King.
I do not care what your phone sex fetish may be. I welcome all fetishes. On the phone, in my personal life and in the club too. Perhaps you could just say I’m an open-minded person. However, I’m a kinky woman in general. Not much I haven’t tried, which means I’m not going to stand in your way of trying anything.
It’s no secret that I rarely dance anymore except for the VIP room for some old regulars. I shifted my focus at the club from stripper to management. I hire and manage the dancers. Perhaps, that makes me like a house mother, I guess. But I had to go into the club late last night when I did not have plans to do so. A few of the girls had a meltdown and they desperately needed my help.
I don’t know if anybody told you this before, but strippers are a lot of drama. A lot of unnecessary drama too. Two girls fought over a guy who couldn’t decide which one of them would take him into the VIP room. Other strippers got involved and took sides. And before anyone knew, the club had a girl brawl.
Just like I tell the girls who come to work at this phone sex company, there’s plenty of perverts to go around. No need to fight over anyone. But I ended the fight by letting them know I would fire anyone of them if they kept up that nonsense. Then I took the guy they fought over into the VIP room myself. He needed a woman, not some barely legal girl who didn’t understand his fetish anyway.
This guy wanted to eat a cream pie pussy. But not just any cream pie. He wanted black cock spunk inside of a pussy. Those two little teen girls that started a fight over him think a black cock will ruin them. However, I never shy away from a big dick. Plus, because I had planned on going to the club anyway, I already had cum in my cunt. And I had the cum he wanted.
Of course, I charged him a little extra to dine in the VIP room. The creamy treat inside my pussy, more men want nowadays. And guess what? No shame in that. So, I sat on his face for the entire hour that he rented the VIP room. I didn’t even have to strip for her. But I did feed him. And what a good boy. He cleaned up every drop of cum from my pussy and let me tell you I had a lot in there.
This guy enjoys creampie phone sex. So, who am I to deny him what he wants. I accomplished a lot on my day off. I took care of a black cock. Even broke up a fight between strippers. Plus, I got my pussy cleaned and made a couple thousand dollars.
All sorts of things give me a wet bald pussy. Even though technically, I guess I’m a cougar now. I still like variety and spicing things up in the bedroom. Recently, I found myself in a bit of trouble. However, it seemed like the good kind of trouble. I tend to be a little too trusting sometimes. And I forget to lock my front door. I know times have changed. Can’t even trust your neighbors anymore. But sometimes leaving your door open leads to some hot fucking.
I returned home from yoga. And since I do hot yoga, I’m usually a sticky mess when I come home. When I came home, I realized I had an intruder who wanted to teach me a lesson about leaving my door unlocked. Mr. Hammer surprised me. And scared the shit out of me too. He pushed me up against the wall. Started sniffing me like a dog in heat. Of course, I know I was giving off a strong aroma fresh off yoga. But I think my strong aroma aroused him even more.
I could see the bulge in his jeans. I could smell his sweat too. And I know my pussy just dripped for him. He started finger banging my cunt making me even wetter. As he whispered into my ear that I should never leave my door unlocked, my body trembled. Pinned again the wall, he informed me that an unlocked door invites trouble. But if this is the kind of trouble it invites, I might always leave my door open.
Before long, I was on my floor with my ass in the air. I was ready for some hot ass sex. But Mr. Hammer wasn’t ready to hammer me quite yet. His tongue explored every inch of my body, and I could feel my body trembling, quivering at his touch. Especially, when his tongue plunged in and out of my sweaty asshole. His tongue snaked so far up my ass that he could taste what I had for dinner.
Those strong scents that we all put off, Mr. Hammer and I consider erotic. Just the natural flavor of the human body. Did I mention, he gives one hell of a rim job. But then so do I. I wanted to lick the sweat off his balls. And I wanted to bury my tongue in his ass, just like he did mine. Eventually, I convinced him that my tongue needed to explore too. We ended up on my living room, floor tangled up in each other’s sweaty bodies with our tongues, licking and plunging into every nook and cranny.
Fuck. Now, my pussy felt like a geyser going off. I know my sweet love juice coated his face. I’m not sure if it was his fingers or his tongue, but something found a love button, that not many find. And when he did find that magic spot, I drenched his face in my sweet sticky goo.
He made me beg for his cock. And he does have a cock worth begging for so I never mind. We just have fun together. No pretentiousness. I don’t need to look my best either. In fact, I think he prefers to fuck me when I look like a basic bitch. No make up. No fancy clothes. And nice and sweaty. That’s just how I like him too. Real. No pomp and circumstance. Just two adults connecting on a visceral level. Just two people getting drunk on pleasure.
Eventually, I got that hardcore ass fucking I wanted and deserved. His tongue just prepped my asshole for his nice, meaty cock. There might have been hair pulling, and some ass slapping too. What can I say. We work each other up into a frenzy, getting intoxicated by each other’s scent. Getting drunk on the pleasure of making each other feel good.
I know I should lock my doors. But secretly, I hope Mr. Hammer helps himself to my place and my fuck holes again. So, I might never lock my doors.
My ass seems perfect for hot ass sex. And I like it rough and dirty sometimes. No matter how many times I shower a day, this brutal heat makes me a little gamey. But I have discovered that some men love those musky pheromones that mature women put off. And they will follow me anywhere.
I live within a few blocks of a hot yoga studio. And I love hot yoga because it really keeps me limber and flexible. And that helps me fuck. I walk to the studio and back. Parking in my city is a bitch and expensive and with it only being two blocks, I decided that I would walk to and from yoga. Well today, the temperature outside got to the high 90s again. So, I walked out of hot yoga, already drenched, and smelling, when I decided to walk home in that heat another two blocks uphill.
When I got to my door, I realized I left my keys in the yoga studio. So, this sweaty phone sex babe walked back in that heat to the studio and back home again. However, this time, I picked up a fanboy who was hot on my scent. A younger boy. Likely college age. I live near a university so there are always college boys around in the neighborhood. This boy looked like a hound dog who wanted to smell and lick me.
When I turned around and spoke to him, he froze up like a deer in the headlights. I don’t think he ever thought I would talk to him. But he was clearly following me. And he clearly liked what he saw and smelled so how could I not talk to him?
I invited him inside to cool off. And I even told him I would drive him to campus which was six blocks away. I was covered in so much sweat. It looked like I had been in the pool, and he did too. As soon as we entered my foyer, I pushed that sweaty frat boy against my foyer wall, grabbed his cock and kissed him. The poor boy came in his jeans. Although he was embarrassed, I assured him that I have that effect on men. And I take it as a compliment.
Plus, I never mind when a man or a boy cums quickly because I can make a dead man cum with my lips. And I brought his cock back to life in less than 20 minutes. And I managed to fuck the shit out of him second round. Inside my wet bald pussy, he lasted a lot longer. When he came, I took him into my shower, cleaned us both up, and drove him to campus.
Turns out this cute frat boy with a big dick only lives a block away from me with a few other fat friends. And they have all been talking about the hot blonde neighbor they see walking her dogs and running errands around town. So, this means I have a bunch of young studs not far from me who will essentially fuck me anytime I want. I am really starting to like my new cougar status.
One of my favorite people stopped by Tuesday night after a long hard day at work for some rim jobs phone sex. He appeared hot and sweaty, but that’s just how I like my men. Men who work with their hands, men who have physically demanding jobs, just turn me the fuck on maybe it’s the pheromones they give off. Or maybe it’s just their hard work ethic. But either way I needed some hammer time. And I appeared a bit musky too. This brutal heat does not keep me fresh as a daisy.
But I wanted to show my Mr. Hammer how sexy I find him. So, I stripped him naked, pushed him on the floor and licked every inch of his body. And I went slowly and seductively too. Not leaving an inch of his hot, sexy body untouched. Of course, his cock appeared erect at hello. And I do love a big, hard cock that seems happy to see me.
I could not resist him. All of him. So, I had to give those beautiful full balls and that erect shaft, some love too. But I went slow Because I was not ready for a nut explosion quite yet. I knew I could build up a lot more cum in his balls. And when it comes to Mr. Hammer, I’m all about building the cum up in those balls so that I can get every drop.
However, I am weak in his presence, and I wanted to devour his cock. I guess when it comes to him, I have zero cock control. I started slobbering all over that rod. But I also licked my tongue all the way down until I reached the underneath of his shaft Over the balls and down the taint, I went. And of course, I plunged my tongue straight into his asshole. Hot and sweaty? I don’t care my tongue darted in and out of his hot sweaty ass and that made my pussy better.
Of course, my Mr. Hammer loves to eat pussy. And he has a velvet tongue. I swung my legs over his shoulders, sitting my equally sweaty pussy right on his face. He wore me like a hat. As licked up and down his shaft, balls and ass, he slurped on my sloppy wet pussy. And I feel like I let out a geyser of sweet juice all over his face. I could feel my wetness, and I could feel my own girl juice dripping down my thighs and coating his face. But the more I came the deeper he plunged his cock into my creamy sinner.
But once again, I got weak. And I needed that shaft in my pussy, so I hopped on him like he was one of those mechanical pony rides I saw as a little girl outside gas stations. I just didn’t need to put a quarter in him to take a ride. We did not need any lubrication because his tongue moistened my pussy better than an entire bottle of lube. As I sat down on that beautiful cock, I felt my pussy devouring him until his shaft appeared balls deep in my pussy. Or maybe I should say his pussy.
And we thought we were both sweaty beforehand. We really worked up a sweat fucking. I lost track of how many times I squirted on his cock. But he gave me a hot squirting pussy a few times. But he wanted to give me a massive load in my mouth. So, I hopped off that cock like I was getting off a horse.
And I got between his legs to lick up the mess I created on his cock. Slowly, and methodically I cleaned that cock. Spit shined it until he blew chunks down the back of my throat. And you better believe I swallowed every last drop. In my defense, I’m technically a cougar now. And that means I need more protein to keep my body strong.
What a magical night. I got a good workout. I came so much that I feel dehydrated still today. And I got hammered so hard that my legs still feel like jelly. But that’s all expected any night, my sexy, hard-working, Mr. Hamer pays me a visit.
This GFE phone sex babe recently traveled to the south to hang with The Black Bull God and his newest sugar baby, a coed cheerleader. Smoking body. Equally hot face. She could be a model. But she wants to be an engineer. Smart too. The Black Bull God loves all kinds of women, but he does have a thing for smart, fit, hot coeds. He gets older, but The Black Bull God Worshippers get younger.
Not that Big Daddy King has anything against women his age. But women his age cannot keep up with his libido. And coeds? Well, they are up for the challenge of taking The Black Bull God cock balls deep in their tiny, tight fuck holes. And boys their age cannot spoil them like Big Daddy King can.
Ava showed up in her cheerleading outfit as she came from practice. Her spankies said, “Property of the Black Bull God,” in rhinestones. She went from screaming for the Game Cocks, to screaming for The Black Bull God Cock. I bet her voice felt hoarse the next day because we had that hottie screaming all night long.
We went to an event together. Destiny and Jenna joined us. Ava still seemed starstruck over meeting The Black Bull God in the flesh. He makes women’s dreams cum true. And he creates cuckolding phone sex nightmares for some men. None of us care about age. The only number Ava, Destiny and Jenna focus on is 13.5. As in 13.5 inches of big black cock meat. Ava may be 19 now, but she grew up, like most girls her age, seeing Big Daddy King’s content on porn sites.
The Black Bull God was the celebrity guest at this event. So, we met him in his dressing room early for a little fun. And that fun included popping Ava’s Black Bull God cherry. She ate my pussy while Destiny, Jenna and I worked on The Black Bull God Cock. We were all screaming to see the Black Bull God Cock. Ava fell to her knees instinctively and undid our King’s Gucci belt. Honestly, I thought little Ava might pass out at the site of such a supreme cock.
She begged to suck on the anaconda. As her lips caressed The Black Bull God Cock, I ate her young bald pussy to get it wet enough to handle the Supreme Being’s monster cock. She felt so wet already. But that was a good thing. She would need every bit of that lubrication to take the only cock in the world she has dreamed about since a schoolgirl.
Big Daddy King grabbed Ava and tossed her on his bulging Black Bull God Cock. He spread that young pussy and jack hammered her. She looked like a rag doll on top of his huge monster meat. Although she begged to be ruined, I do not think she understood what she asked for. The Black Bull God destroys white girl pussies. As Big Daddy King hammered her pussy, Ava screamed, “The Black Bull God Owns Me for Life.”
Every white pussy he destroys, he owns for life. Ava will be sitting on a bag of frozen peas all week, but she knows it was all worth it just to feel the most coveted cock in the world in her baby girl pussy. Welcome to the club and The Black New World Order, Ava.
I love to play with my wet bald pussy. Although I am not a young girl anymore, I keep my pussy bald. Not sure why. Maybe it just more aesthetically pleasing, LOL. What do you think? Everything makes a comeback. So, I know the bush in 80s porn might be back in style. I think my issue might be in my head. I just feel young, not old. An old women have hairy pussies.
However, to many men 40 is old. Sometimes I feel old. Perhaps, decades in stripper heels hurt my ankles and knees. When not working at the club, you will usually find me in Victoria Secret boyfriend pants that say Pink on the ass, a concert t-shirt and Chucks.
In fact, I had to run to club last night to give a girl her driver’s license. I took her to Planned Parenthood earlier in the week for birth control, and it slipped out of her purse. I am sort of the house mom to the young club talent. This milf phone sex babe does it all from hiring, teaching them how to work the pole to music selection to trips to Planned Parenthood, LOL.
The club looked packed. And I looked basic. But a bunch of men at the club for a bachelor party wanted me in the VIP room. Me. In my pink sweatpants, Def Leppard t-shirt, my Chucks and no makeup. I tried to encourage them to go with one of the younger girls. However, the more I said no, the higher the money offered went. So, I figured why not. If they wanted Basic Barbie over Glamorous Barbie on the stage, I would not judge.
First time for everything, right? This marked the first time I worked a pole in Chucks with no make-up. But the bachelor party ate it up. Turns out, I can really work a pole in Chucks. And I am more graceful in them too. All I planned to do was run to the club, not to dance for two hours in a VIP room. I wanted to get back to phone sex and my pups. But money is money. So, I don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.
I may or may not have drained a few cocks in the VIP room along with wallets. But what happens in the VIP room, stays in the VIP room. So, what do you think. Would you rather have Basic Cass or Glamorous Cass working the pole and your cock in the VIP room?
