I saunter up to the pole, my seductive gaze locked on the audience as my fuck-me heels click on the stage. Slithering up the pole, I wrap my long, sinuous legs around it, running my hands over my sexy curves barely concealed by a few strategically placed scraps of black leather. Green snakes undulate through my hair, matching the lurid green tattoos that wind across my body. I drop back, arching over backwards, my tits straining against the thin leather as I fuck the air with my body. Swaying my hips, I slide down the pole, trailing my tongue across the cold metal. Turning, I let my leather top slip down, revealing my tits inch by slow inch as I bend forward, giving the crowd a view of my ass in the skin-tight chaps. Guys are already fumbling for their wallets, hard-ons straining their pants, desperate for a private dance with the green goddess of sex.
I make eye contact with a particularly eager gentleman, giving him a wink as I crook a finger, beckoning him back. He stumbles over, throwing cash at the bouncer to get into the private room. I slide past him, brushing my tits across his arm as I lead him to the curtained alcove. Inside, I push him into the chair, letting my top fall to the floor. I slither into his lap, grinding against the bulge in his pants, licking my lips. “You’ll do anything for a taste of Medusa, won’t you?” I purr, standing to slowly peel off my chaps, revealing the tiny thong underneath. I turn, grabbing his hands, pressing them to my ass as I bend over, giving him a view of my glistening cunt. “Let’s see how long you last…” I taunt, pulling him to his feet.
I shove him back on the chair, landing in his lap, my thong pushed aside as I sink down on his cock. I ride him hard, my tits bouncing in his face as I moan, my cunt clenching around him. “Fuck, you’re deep…” I gasp, dropping my head back as I come. He thrusts up into me and I feel his cock twitch, his cum painting my insides. I raise up, letting his flaccid dick slip out before standing. “Mmm, I hope you enjoyed your private dance,” I say with a wink, collecting my clothes as I saunter out. His eyes are still glazed, dick softening on his thigh as he watches me leave. Another satisfied customer, fucked stupid by Medusa’s charms.
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