I was in this serious biker...

I was in this serious biker town (nearly every shop in downtown Daytona Beach is a bike shop, a bike repair shop, a bike parts shop, or a tattoo parlor) for a conference nearby. I visited Lollipops on a Thursday, about 10 PM, the first day of Biketoberfest weekend, as it turned out. And it was packed with bikers, and no seats anywhere. Waitresses were impossible to find. Dense smoke filled the air, and breathing was a chore for non-smokers. But it must be noted that the bikers were very well behaved.

There were several nice-looking girls on the large stage at any given time with various bodily parts exposed, swaying to the music and wiggling a bit for tips, but nothing really exciting. It was clear that a good private dance was the only way to save the evening. Fortunately, the bikers weren't snapping up all the private dance action, so I found a pretty natural-breasted woman, who took me into the back room and, while she ground on me and I fondled her breasts, she gave me a creative list of options, including her playing with herself and a pants-on blowjob. So the evening was looking up.

And it was at that time that the police burst in and busted the place.