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My first squirter

shadowcat

Atlanta suburb

Late yesterday afternoon there was not a lot of dancer choices due to the Labor Day weekend. So I had to lower my standards a bit in order to get some good dances. An old favorite stopped by. She had packed on a few pounds since I used to take her to VIP but she still had a great personality. Soon she was giving me a table dance and I went right for that familiar place between her legs. I was massaging the hell out of her clit and I could tell by the expression on her face that she was enjoying it. And by the fact that she had her hand up my pants leg giving Mr. Happy some welcomed attention.

On the third song she warned me that if I didn't stop she was going to squirt. Bull shit I thought to myself and continued. Then another warning and this time I believed that she was serious. Having seen scenes of squirting in movies I decided that I didn't want a mess all over my hand. So I stopped but I guess she had reached the point of no return. She took over where I left off and a minute later she was grabbing all of the napkins in sight. She said "I sure hope nobody wonders what I am doing". I had the same thought.

Since she had gotten off I thought it only fair that she reciprocate and she happily obliged with a hand full of saliva up my pants. I left after that and as I was walking out of the club I noticed that it was standing room only. We had probably put on a pretty good show. As for squirting, in the future I'll pass. Just too messy.