Milf Magic

Pandoras. Safe. Reliable. Boring...and that's a good thing. Nine out of every ten strippers you'll meet on the Seattle strip club scene offer a mixture of air dancing in which hand roaming is regulated more strictly than at an Amish enclave. Strip clubs are infected with the IG thot virus. Why provide quality service to patrons when you can be an OF grifter / air dance queen offering quasi nudy pics to every simp willing to shell out cash for sub-par service (or lack thereof). That brings me to the one out of ten, and trust me they are a rare breed. They frequent mornings at very select area clubs. The one out of tens are the best kept secret in town. In theory, every guy in town should be lining up for them. As it turns out, however, they have a very select clientele.

This brings me to Pandys...and Luna. Luna is a truly nasty milf. The polar opposite of eye candy...and completely committed to quality service. She's a true veteran. Previously a presence at that venerable Aurora institution known as Dancing Bare, she's a proper saint, worshiping on her knees day in and out, complete with the tools of the trade, including knee pads (ok, that last one was a joke).

I showed up around noon on a Monday. The club was just slightly deader than the impact radius of an asteroid. Some petite blondie was twerking on stage. Only a couple mongers in the seats so she wasn't motived to show more than the top goods. I was looking for Monse, my milf knee drop queen of choice, but she was nowhere to be seen. The blue-haired twenty-something who collected my cover (15) was hotter than the 'talent.' I would have tipped fifteen more to see her with her clothes off. This is where Luna comes in.

She walks out of the stripper room, roaming for clientele. After a little banter with stereotypical perv monger old guy, she heads my way for an upsell. I agreed to 120. No time limit. With the club as dead as it was, she was hardly in a bargaining position.

I take her back to the LDA and she sheds what little there is-some black lingerie. She sticks the bare ass on my lap as a fondle the fake tits. Then she drops to her knees for some worship where she stayed for the rest of the time, as I sat atop the LDA throne. I left five minutes later a lot more relaxed.