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So You Want To See Me Dance

So you want to watch me dance  
Giving you a hard on as a mental romance    
Gripping my pole, making love to it    
My passion in exchange for the hidden desires of your dick    
Pleasing myself as I touch my clit    
Naughty games with my fingers sliding into my wet slit    
My pussy gyrating making you want me    
No touching love, just feel the lustful need    
   
Sliding up and down my dance pole    
Imaging your dick thrusting deep inside my wet pussy hole    
   
The pole dividing my butt cheeks    
Parting me, sniffing me    
My hands softy caressing up my leg with a soft tease    
Back sliding up and down the pole a seductive ride    
Perky breasts bouncing side-to-side    
Palm gripped, swinging around my pole, eyes capturing yours    
More dollars onto the stage they pour    
Upside down flip, pussy shot    
G-string sparking in the dark until it fell off    
I see you gripping that shot glass in your hand    
Erection pointing north from all you can stand    
Making it rain with those dollars    
For a taste of this and to make me holler    
Up that money game    
Wind my pussy up and then sop it as it rain    
   
Oh you want another woman to join in to please you    
Are you leaking now from your family jewels    
One soft hand cupping my breast    
The other hand gliding down to my pussy, where it rest    
Her fingers rubbing over me, making love to my clit    
Visions of you darting your tongue inside my wet slit    
Mm you have some hypnotic eyes    
To please you beyond these dim lights would be my sweetest surprise    
The seduction of the preacher by the teacher    
   
Dropping it like its hot, legs opening, pussy flash    
Rolling on a bed of bills, twerking my ass    
Slap it baby, as you slid a bill under my bra’s spaghetti string    
On my knees, ass in your face, go head and part my buttocks, and taste the butter rum cream    
Umm... you such a nasty boy    
My kind of midnight toy    
Crawling to you as sleek as a tigress in pursuit    
Down your zipper goes, uum my mouth giving your erection its just due    
Throwing your head back from my oral sensual attack    
Thrusting your dick harder into mouth, better than a hand job whack    
Craving me from the hunger of my pleasure giving knack    
Sitting back    
Titty fuck sandwiching that hard snack    
Tongue tasting your tip    
Pre-cum oozing out the small slit in your dick    
I’m licking off every single bit    
   
The lights are on us    
Palming my head, my mouth taking in your hard upward thrusts    
Money pouring over my head...umm, no need to rush    
Drowning the flavor of your soul past the back of my throat    
Buying me for the night so no one else floats my boat    
The last time this occurred    
I was on my back until the calling of the morning birds    
Are you ready for this, for me    
My illicit needs    
In your bed, on my knees, in the shower, you fucking me as you please    
   
 
Author's Note
People think that I changed my name. I could've been an actress, a superhero, or a stripper.

January Jones
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