Fallin' for a Boss by Lucinda John

Author:Lucinda John [John, Lucinda]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781502565839
Amazon: 1502565838
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2014-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Lisa

Lil Mamma gotta ass so fat, I ain't never seen it twerk like that, so when she turn around and work it, back it up and dump, ask her who she twerkin' for like that, she say she twerkin' it for daddy. V.I.C sang as I bounced my ass to the beat.

I grabbed the pole and slid down up side down while flipping in a split. I made my ass cheeks bounce to the beat. Left cheek, right cheek, left cheek. The niggas was going crazy and they were showing mad love. I untied my top, and pulled off my thong. I laid on my back, opened a Cherry Blow pop I pulled out of my ponytail, and plunged it deep in my pussy. I then walked up to one of the guys and stuck it in his mouth. Fives, tens, and twenties was being showered all over me as the crowd went crazy.

“Alright y'all show Seduction some love,” the DJ said as I walked off the stage with all my money in tow. It never failed, even on slow nights, I was racking in dough. I was one of the baddest in this club.

This was my fucking life. I loved shaking my ass for money; it gave me a sense of power. Lala wanted to be a nurse and I wanted to be a certified stripper. We both started out stripping a while back. Lala walked away after she became a LPN, but me? I couldn't. The money was too good and the fame was even better.

Niggas from all over the world came to KOD to watch me shake my ass. I went to my locker, stashed my money in a little cut out compartment I had my mini safe in, and then locked it back up. These poor ass hoes would rob you blind in a heartbeat if they caught you slipping.

I grabbed my Summer's Eve Vaginal wipes and cleaned myself. I changed into my one-piece see through thong set. I laced up my stoned black 8-inch high heels with the 4-inch platform. After spraying my coochie with some Island breeze Summer's Eve vaginal spray, I was ready to walk the floor. I had to stay on point. Sweaty pussy don't make no money.

“Can I get a lap dance?” the Rick Ross lookalike asked me, He looked familiar, I just couldn't figure out where I seen him from.

“Sure,” I licked my lips, leading him to one of the private rooms. T-Pain's Up Down started playing and I started bouncing my ass. When I saw the enormous stack of money sitting on the end table next to him, my eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. My adrenaline started pumping. I put my body in a handstand position and flipped my body, so that I was straddling his lap.

“You like this daddy?” I moaned, licking his ear as I started grinding my pussy on his dick. He let his money answer for him; he popped the rubber band of the stack and made the whole thing rain on me.

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