Creampie Internal

While I was enjoying the one creampie internal show, I noticed that Jules was admiring the guy sitting by himself a few feet away. He as a young, college-age looking guy, well-built and wearing a sweater and baggy zebra-stripe sweatpants. She was watching him as he watched the dancer run her hands over her tits, tip her head back and really look like she was getting off on it. It looked as though he was as well. Since we were so close, I could see that he was rubbing a particularly large bulge in the front of his sweatpants. Jules watched him very intently, and she moved her hand under the table and began to massage my cock through my jeans. She was licking her lips and I could hear her moan "oh, yeah, I wanna creampie internal" softly, quietly encouraging him while alternating glances between him and the dancer.

She was on the third and last song of her set and by now had pulled her gorgeous tits out of her swimsuit. She had huge nipples which responded when they were exposed to the open air and became quite erect. She pinched them and rolled them around between her fingers as she leaned back against the wall. If she wasn't truly on the verge of coming, she did a damn good simulation. Jules was really enjoying creampie internal. The guy at the end of the bar pulled a dollar bill out of his pocket and held it up for the dancer. She saw him and strutted over to where he sat, then slowly squatted down in front of him, offering him a prime view of just about everything of the creampie internal she had to offer. She slipped a long red finger-nail into the garter at the very top of her muscular thigh and he slowly ran the bill up the inside of her leg from her knee to the garter and let her snap the garter down on it. They both had very intense looks on their faces as if they were performing some primitive mating ritual. (Of course, in a creampie internal way they were!)