Black amateur
“I thank you kindly for this,” the thin black girl said, stood off Bill’s lap and snapped the ten into the side of her thong.
Steve came in as the stripper was going out.
“She was no amateur,” Bill said, and gulped his sweaty beer. “I came in for black amateur pussy advertised in the ad and I want me some black amateur.”
“Bro…” Steven said chuckling at his obviously inebriated friend. “…ain’t but nobody in this place an amateur.”
“Well…” a voice said from their right. The boys looked over as a willowy black stripper unfolded herself from the couch. Steven and Bill were taken aback at the sudden appearance of this woman who had been lying in this backroom the entire time undetected. “…you two are.”
The woman stood, slipped off her lacy bra, stepped down and out of her thong and faced the friends with her long taut limbs, pendulous breasts, 5-inch spikes and a smile.
“But after tonight, none of us will be,” she said and took a step to the opened-mouthed young men.
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