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Sex in the Champagne Room

Bobby is a regular who comes in once a week
Without too many friends, what some would call a geek
I spotted him last night across the club from afar
He was sitting all alone drinking Miller at the bar

Unlike many other clients, Bobby tends to tell the truth
Like how he’s only had three women and two were in his youth
Bobby is a sweet young man with your common kinks
Last night I sat beside him and we had a couple drinks

I learned that his girlfriend left him earlier that day
He told me he’d get laid that night even if he had to pay
He was at the club seeking courage to pick up a whore
Bobby was a good guy who had no clue what was in store

I excused myself and told him that I’d be right back
I walked up to Marcus and I asked him to cut me some slack
Marcus didn’t mind because he’s not a jealous guy
I slipped him a fifty to insure he would turn a blind eye

I walked back to the bar grabbing Bobby by the hand
How I’d get away with this, I hadn’t really planned
I led him through the club into the Champagne Room
A weekend night so it was packed, just as I assumed

Bobby reached into his pocket to pay my Champagne fee
I shook my head at him and said “This one is on me”
I got completely naked with the exception of my shoes
My buzz finally kicked in from the little bit of booze

I turned around, bending over, grinding on his dick
Then I lied back on him and used my sucking earlobe trick
I whispered in his ear that he’d get more than a dance
I told him “When I straddle you, please unzip your pants”

I did a few more tricks before I climbed upon his lap
His dick was hard, my cunt was wet, and running like a tap
He unzipped and slipped inside, filling up my hole
I had to make this fast as I grinded on his pole

My tits were in his face and I was whispering in his ear
I filled his mind with filthy thoughts and let my pussy steer
I felt his dick begin to throb as he shot his cum
He zipped his pants, I climbed off and ordered us some rum
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