more money more problems
September 18th, 2020
Black Ice Gentlemen's Clubfriday night
12:00 AMhe got me creaming he got me screaming
i just might stay at his house for the weekendthis pussy leaking he got me singing, i ain't no spitter i swallow that semen
i grip on them ankles when I get on top
he like missionary so then we gon swapafter I'm done he gone need a mop
treat me like a lady fuck me like a thotwhen you fuck me look me in my eyes, make that pussy grip when he inside
wake up and hit from the side, he ask me if this pussy mine
choke me, put it in slowly put it on him, make him catch the holy pussy smackin', soundin' like macaroni
I'ma catch them balls like a fuckin' goalie fuck first night, let me change your life
Chanel swung around the pole slowly to the beat of Wet by Lucci featuring Mulatto. She already had the attention of the crowd so she stared to pull out some tricks to get the money flowing. She gripped tightly onto the pole, before jumping up and latching one leg around it. Once she was was securely up there she flipped her head down and stretched her free leg out so she was in an upside down split.
A cloud of green bills fell to the ground as she twirled and flipped on the pole. After a few more tricks she hopped off it carefully and continued her dance until the song came to an end.
"Everyone give it up for Kharismaaaaa!!"
Chanel politely waved at the crowd while shoveling her money into her duffle bag. She was the opening dancer tonight so she had an hour or so to relax until hitting the stage again. With her bag of money she headed into the dressing room and placed it into her locker and made sure it was closed after grabbing her phone.
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I N H A L E | Klay Thompson
Fiksi PenggemarSometimes we can let our anger get the best of us ruining opportunities, friendships, family dynamics and- Love Will Klay be able to be the storm to bring down Chanel's fire?