I start to crawl towards other men, as I feel something being stuffed in the waistband of my thong. I look back and see the man who was just ogling my t**s stuffing a hundred dollar bill.
A wave of pure pleasure washes over me.
I keep crawling, until I’m right in front of a man who catches my eye. Unlike all the other men in this place who look desperate and horny, he looks collected. He’s sipping some sort of liquor, and has a look of dispassionate interest on his face.
A thought crosses my mind. I want to break him.
I crawl over to him, watching his eyes intently, looking for any crack in his armor.
Nothing.
Switching tactics, I lean back onto my shins so that I’m keeling. I spread my legs tantalizingly wide.
Still nothing.
I decide to go for broke and sit back on my ass as I spr
