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“Take you daughter to work” day

cum filled cunt freidaI just finished another shift swinging on the pole. I was gathering up my gear to head home and I couldn’t find that little brat anywhere. She typically waits in a small room back stage. I heard her giggling out by the pole so I went to check it out.

There she was wiggling her tiny little ass and rubbing up against the pole while someone in the audience was tossing dollar bills at her. She giggled as she hopped up and down to try and catch them. “Look mommy! I can do it just like you!”

I couldn’t see who the man was. It was dark in the sitting area and the stage was lit so bright that you can’t see anything else when you’re on it. I thought the place was empty. Hell, we closed over an hour ago.

I called out to see who it was but no one answered. Then he threw his neck tie at me.

“What do you want me to do with this?”

He tells me to tie her to the pole. I must have been high as fuck cus I agreed to do it. As I tied her soft little body to the pole I whispered in her ear that we were gonna play a game. She just squeeled with excitement. The voice ordered me to lick my daughters innocent little pussy. It was so smooth….so soft. I was getting so fucking wet.

She was just giggling. “Mommy, that tickles funny.”

The voice told me to keep her quiet or he would fill her mouth so she couldn’t talk but I didn’t hear him. I was really enjoying her tin little cunt. It has been a long time since mine was that fresh and tight.

Then I heard his pants unzip and drop to the floor.

I turned and tried to see him but I just heard his footsteps getting closer.

“What do you want?” I asked him.

“Just tell me what you want.”

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Being a nasty little stripper has had limitless benefits so far. Guys get so weak whenever they see me dancing and twirling around the pole, they can’t help but throw their hard earned money at me. Why lie? I do love the attention and I love it just as much as I love the easy money too.
There’s just something about stripping all my clothes off and dancing naked in front of all those men that makes me feel powerful. Even though I am fully exposed, I don’t feel vulnerable at all. When I’m on the stage, I’m the one in control. I wish I could do it forever, that’s how much I love it.

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The only thing better than being on stage is when a man likes what he saw all stage so much that he wants to take me upstairs to the champagne room. Whenever a man makes up his mind to do that I ask for whatever price I want. Sometimes, I lower the price if he’s attractive or if I’m just horny. Sometimes, I just adjust my price depending on desperate for cash I am or based on how much money I think he has.
One of my most recent customers was a boy named Andy. I could tell he was broke usually, but that he was throwing away his money like he was made of it. Eventually after watching me dance two times on stage he decided he wanted to go upstairs. With him, I really pushed the limits because he was obviously drunk and acting like his pockets were bottomless. I got what remained of his tax return check that night believe it not, and for almost nothing too. Just a five minute job is all it took for him to explode in my mouth. I walked away with over 800 dollars and a mouthful of cum, it was a good night.

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