Maybe My Last Time

Stopped by on a Monday, early afternoon, hoping to have a better experience than the last few times when there were few, if any, good-looking dancers (in my opinion, obviously). Well, this time there was a new face, slim (like I like them), big bolt-ons pushed up by her tight top, and from what I could see from my bar seat, a nice ass. When she danced, I went up and tipped her to get a closer look. She had my interest, but there was something about her that wasn't right. It was like her skin didn't fit right (I know that sounds weird).

I should have paid attention to my instincts, and shied away, but when she approached me at the bar with her tits in my face, and I grabbed her ass, my little head took over. Went to the back with her (Nancy, from Cartegna, Colombia). Stepped into the cubicle and she gave me two nice DFKs, so I thought this was the start of a good session. But when she said an extra $40 to play with her bolt-ons, well, I should have bolted, too.

I declined, paid the standard donation, and what followed was a couple of songs of futility, with her hands down near my cock everytime I tried to fuck her from behind (i.e., she was trying to give me a hand job instead of banging her). After a few times of pushing her hands away, I gave up. Yeah, she might have looked like fire, but she was all smoke. Getting tired of wasting my money here. By the way, although this Nancy looks young from afar, she's much older; thus, the funny skin.