What every lap dance should feel like!

I purposely went in after my ATF said she would NOT be working so that I could sample some of the other talent. Got there around 2pm and a Cuban girl I had danced with a long ago sat next to me at the bar not long after I ordered a drink. The girl was okay, decent body after all the lipo and butt work she had done, but something about her face always put me off a little bit.

While we chatted I looked around and noticed there was not a lot of great talent, certainly nobody as hot as my ATF. Other than the 4-5 other Cuban girls, there were only 2 other girls--a white girl who gave me bad dances in the past--and an AA who I had never tried but was too "big boned" to be my type. Anyway, I continued the conversation while the alcohol kicked in and a bunch of cash burning a hole in my wallet. She really wanted to do a VIP, and I was getting in the mood, but I just didn't want to spend that kind of money on her, so I agreed to "just a couple of dances" before I headed out. She eagerly accepted, took my hand, and led me to the regular lap dance rooms which were $25/dance.

Not long into our first dance, she had slid her bottoms to the side and led my hand to her promised land. We started getting into it a bit, mutual two way contact with some LFK. By the time our 2nd dance rolled around, she boldly unzipped my pants and helped herself to junior without asking--but who am I to complain? After some handy work, she became even more domineering by turning her back to me and stuffing herself full of my now-throbbing meatstick. Now, this had never happened before at Atlantis--I was even told by numerous dancers that "that" would get them in trouble unless it was done in the VIP! While she was riding me and moaning like crazy big brain jumped in to complain about random topics like babies and diseases, but junior was undeterred!