Finnegan
Every man in the arena was looking at the same thing.
A brunette was on the pole stage right in the arena, surrounded by cheering men and women.
She had a black strappy lingerie with thin strips of fabric crossing over her tits without covering them except for a ridiculous love shaped nipple patch over her nipples.
Her full tits were spilling out on either side and so were her ass cheeks. They were completely bare except for three thin straps across her hips and a pussy patch attached to them.
Chestnut brown hair billowed around her shoulders as she danced, her body gliding around the pole gracefully.
Something about the way she moved pulled at me, tugging me closer to the stage. I stood at the edge of the crowd and watched her grind those barely covered tits against the pole, her head thrown back and the crowd surged forward.
"Fuck that pole!" Someone screamed.
"Show us those titties!"
