Strip Clubs & Dollar Bills (TMAD)

Strip Clubs & Dollar Bills

There stood her dad, staring at her nicely curved body admiring the new outfit he bought her. "This'll bring the bundle I've been waiting for." He said, gently putting his hand on Yanna's neck. "Now don't fuck this up." He squeezed tightly as he spoke. Yanna gave him a nod and slowly pulled away. "Room seven." He informed her, she nodded and kept walking. 

She entered the dark room. As Yanna went for the lights a voice shouted out. "NO!... I perform better with the lights off." Her dad always said please the customers not your self. It didn't matter if it lasted over 6 hours & he was hurting you, Shut the fuck up & make my money as he would say... So she just followed the sound of his heavy breathing. As she got closer to him you found that he was sitting in a chair. Yanna sat on his lap, licking & nibbling on his ear.

"Let's play house." Yanna whispered.

Soon she felt his member rising, she gave him a fake smile & began kissing him at that moment he took over the wheel. His body felt like rocks as he hoisted her up from the chair, body to body he laid her on the bed. Slipping off those fish net leggings, & skirt he went lower till he became face to face with her pussy. His tongue entered between the lips causing Yanna to open her legs wider. She moaned loudly to inform him she liked it. His tongue ran up & down the clit, Bitting & pulling it. His minty breathe made her pussy tingle, letting out a special liquid he licked it up and entered his member slowly into her. Yanna arched her back while rubbing threw her hair. His member felt like rocks pounding into her as if it were on steroids, but she didn't speak. Scratching his back,moaning in his ear & getting money is all she needed to do. After that long session she slipped her clothes back on & demanded her money.

"Pay up.."

He handed her an envelope which felt thick... She walked out high & tall in her stiletto high heels, passing the man outside the door, the envelope & went to the next room available.

Next morning

Waking up to an note on her dresser from Craig.

The note read; Me and Dad went out on business Chris will be checking on you & don't be giving him attitude he's just doing what I asked.... 

She thought to herself.. Why would I give him any trouble I had a crush on him since 8th grade.. That's the last thing I'll do.. Ayanna laid down & thought of what would it be like if she ran away with Chris 

Summer days floating before her.. Only her and him lost in each others thoughts. No strip poles, rooms filled with different men. Just her & him. Forever, Together. In reality she was smiling with her eyes closed. But in her thoughts she was hand in hand with her crush.