Chapter 1
I knelt before Kay, my stripper costume clinging to me like a second skin. The sequined bra barely contained my huge breasts, and the matching thong left little to the imagination.
My mask was a sleek black shiny one with cutouts for my eyes and lips. Kay liked it. It had him hooked from the moment I walked in.
I ran her hands up his thighs, my fingers grazing the fabric of his trousers. He was already hard, his bulge straining against his pants.
I smirked, knowing exactly what he wanted, what he’d paid extra for.
Sloppy head.
And I was more than ready to deliver. My nails dug slightly into his skin, reminding him I was still in control.
“You’ve been a good boy, haven’t you?” I purred, my voice low and husky.
He shifted uncomfortably, his breath quickening. “Yeah,” he mut
