Chunky Babe With Glasses Gets Fucked By Immature Stud

The man returned Julie's venomous stare with a calm and collected poise to his face and waited in the silence for a while as he watched Julie puff the cigarette furiously before dropping it into the half empty coffee cup with a fizz. Putting his fingers together in a steeple the man spoke softly and gently, his faint Scottish burr detectable, "You go for an interview on Friday, you will get the job and I am sure you will enjoy it. Full back up will be provided." Julie stood silently and smoothed the unseen creases in her expensive leather trousers before picking up the designer jacket she had thrown casually over the chair when she had come in and putting it on over her silk top. Turning on her heel she walked to the door as the man spoke again, "See Mary will you and she will fill you in and get you dressed more appropriately." Julie didn't bother to reply and slammed the door hard behind her muttering under her breath how she doubted the man's parentage. A few days later Julie stood shivering as the cold February winds whistled along the bleak Belfast street. Julie tried to pull the cheap jacket around her to protect her from the cold that was seeping through her bones, and felt the flimsy material of the thin dress whip around her thighs. Looking down she cursed as she stumbled in the cheap and slightly scuffed stilettos as she tottered towards the door. Banging on the door Julie waited, chewing gum so as to complete her carefully prepared image to show a tarty woman who was a bit down on her luck and therefore willing to do anything for a job. The peephole in the door slid back to reveal a rough looking man with shaven head and a broken nose who grunted in a harsh Belfast accent "What do you boobs want." Trying to look bored but slightly nervous Julie held up the advert in the local paper that read 'wanted exotic dancers for private club who are prepared to be adventurous', "I came about the job" Julie responded. The door slid open and Julie walked into the dingy club. The man motioned with his head as he re-bolted the door and Julie walked into the main area of the club. In the harsh lights the club looked positively tacky and a man sat near the stage drinking a cup of coffee and reading a paper. Seeing Julie he lowered the paper and motioned her forward as he spoke, "What's your name? What do you want?" Julie looked down as she mumbled her name was Julie and that she had come about the job. The man looked her up and down and then commanded her to strip. Julie started to wiggle in a sexy way when the man interrupted her and said, "Just take your fucking clothes off, no one is going to look at your dancing if you have good tits." Julie stripped and stood naked as the man's lecherous eyes feasted on her body. After a while he looked up and spoke, "I pay £50 a night for normal dancing and more for special dances. You get to keep anything the punters give you but don't try to rip them off; it would be a little glasses bad for your health. You start tonight." With that he returned to his paper ignoring Julie as she dressed and left the way she had come in. Julie worked at the club mature for a few weeks and soon became quite popular with some of the regulars Dressed in a skimpy skin-tight mini dress that barely covered her thong Julie glided onto the stage and began to pump her hips as the heavy base started to boom through the club. Wrapping her legs around the pole Julie simulated sex by grinding her hips against it and writhing up and down. As the music filled her mind she began to become more excited and could feel the cold metal rubbing against her clit. Breaking away Julie ran her hands over her body pausing to stimulate her nipples so they poked through the dress. Simulating a near orgasm Julie grabbed a big handful of the front of the dress and pulled knowing that the clever Velcro fastenings at the back would allow her to pull the dress of in one pull. Julie breasts sprang free causing a gasp from the club goers who had never seen her firm breasts before as Julie lent forward gyrating them from side to side. Then licking her lips she ran her hands up and down her flanks catching the strings and pulling them slowly downwards. Once the thong had reached her upper thighs she sat quickly pulling them over her ankles and then opening her legs wide gave the audience a full view of her open pussy. Spinning on her ass she knelt and gyrating her ass up and down in a fucking motion whilst parting her legs slightly so they got a full view. Standing Julie stood with her legs apart and began to run her hand up and down her naked groin before resting on her trimmed bush. Then running her hand under herself she pushed a finger deep into her own pussy and began to hump with the music. One finger was soon joined by another finger as Julie began to fuck herself as the crowd watched her become more and more turned on. Close to cumming Julie began to ram the fingers in deeper and harder before MILF she heard the clunk of a beer bottle being stood on the stage. Looking down she saw that one of the regulars had put a normal size bottle end up and was grasping the base grinning to his friend. Turning the man elbowed his partner saying, "Watch this she will take it up her cunt all the way." Julie gyrated over and Latina lowered herself on the neck on the bottle. “Ryan, I’ve always wanted a baby sister, you’re the greatest boobs big brother that ever was but I want someone I can mentor, too.” She threw him a look and he said, "Pweese don't punch me out," as he broke into gales of laughter. The thatch of hair over her sex was still evolving, getting thicker and I wondered briefly if it was growing from all the fertilizer I had been smearing into it when I ejaculated. The urine stream flew out, and made an arc in the air, landing on his chest, and his abdomen. Slightly confused, I head over to where Growlithe is sitting and I place the bowl in front of him. I was so hot for his black cock. I was too close. You just stood there trying to come MILF up with an excuse glasses why you were in your housecoat. I then leaned back up off the table and pulled my panties up, then after fixing my gown, I walked over to him and and with a little giggle said to him, "You dirty Old man, I'm your granddaughter, I'm not going to say anything and you better not either, but you ever do that to Latina me again, without an invitation, I will mature beat your fucking old ass and then throw you on my embalming table." Damn girl you have turned into a cock loving cum dumpster she giggled. “I guess that he prefers big tits.” Kate said when he was gone.