Female student having sex with her Western boyfriend in the room I don’t know how it got to be that late, I should probably head home. I like older men,” she says, her voice low and sultry. intriguing.” She pauses, studying me with intensity. My heart beats faster in anticipation as she teasingly pulls the straps down her shoulders, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her breasts. Some cancers they still haven’t figured out how to cure and I won the genetic lottery on that one. “Silly man. Suddenly, I’m back in the strip club sitting at the bar. He sets the glass down and leans in slightly, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone, “We’ve got a few veterans working the floor tonight. “I’m lonely,” she says, her voice tinged with a melancholy that’s at odds with the sultry atmosphere of the room. Her ass cheeks sting from the smacks, but she doesn’t move away from me. Her nipples harden further beneath my touch, and she lets out a soft sigh, her eyes fluttering closed. But instead of Angela, there is a buxom redhead all dressed in a leather corset sitting in a chair. I can feel the heat emanating from her, and I know she wants more. We turn a corner, and enter a room.
