I got those pasties driving boys crazy. I got the red g string pulling at their teeth and taunting their every desire. My fresh never touch pussy smells of a citrus orange. Juicy and ready to be bitten into. Which boy was going to be the first to make a girls flower throb? Walking up and down the stage making their hearts pound with every step, stride, and wink. My red lips and black eyes kept their attention every time. As I would touch my inner thighs, and bring my hands up around my breasts only made their mouths water that much more.
My music was fading and so that meant I had to leave them with a salute from their third leg. I waved them goodbye and made sure my tits bounced as I stomped off the stage. Give them one last tease. Shouts and roars all around the stage. The attention was all I needed. I felt so damn good. Now to go find my lucky guy tonight.
p.s.
well... if that wasn't fun to write then I don't know what was.
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