Meghan had an innocent glow about her. Not like a virgin, but she was so hesitant. Probably this was her first time to a club like this. Amelie had no idea she had no experience with women. The way Meghan drooled over her fooled her.This was what Amelie lived for. Being admired and swooned over, especially by someone she couldn't help but admire back. She enjoyed turning people into puddles of goo, making them blush and lose all reserve. "I thought so. Well just make yourself comfortable, love." Amelie was already topless, so she decided to forgo anymore stripping for the moment. Instead, she moved up close to Meghan and slowly started to sway her hips. She ran her hands down her sides, then back up to her breasts. With her middle finger, she rubbed at her nipple until it was perky, then she pulled on the other, making it just as hard. All the while her hips were swaying this way and that.<br/><br/>Amelie ran her hands down her body once more, but this time she slid her hands inside her tiny shorts and slowly eased them down. Only her thong and her lightly tanned thighs were left. Her body was already so excited and throbbing, exciting for what the rest of the night would hold. The stripper teased with pulling off her thong, but never actually took them off. Instead, she straddled Meghans legs on the couch, ready to continue her show. Her hips swayed some more and she played with her breasts, as close to Meghan's face as she could. She moaned, some a little exaggerated, others desperate because she hadn't done this in a little while.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc"><b>"I'm already wet for you baby... don't you want to touch?"</b></span>Amelie knew how to be enticing and decided to go ahead and touch herself. Her core was already hot to the touch and she could feel it throbbing with desire. Slowly she started to rub herself through her thong, slowly, circling fingers rubbing enticingly at her clit. It wasn't enough though. With her other hand, she finally pulled her thong to the side and rubbed at her wet clit. She wanted to be stuffed full with one of the toys that she left in the closet, or with fingers, she didn't care. Those thoughts made her fingers move faster, flicking and stroking at her clit. It was only brief though, because a few moments later, her thong was back in place and she was touching her breasts again.<br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">"You want it too baby?"</span></b>She wouldn't touch Meghan unless she flat out said she wanted it. As much of a deviant as she was, she wouldn't take advantage of someone.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">"I want you to touch me, love, and I want to make you feel good too baby."</span> </b>Amelie sat down comfortably on Meghan's lap and held her breasts up, encouraging Meghan to touch her. What she really wanted was to get her mouth on Meghan, mostly because she wanted to feel more in control and pleasure Meghan.