<strong>Chester</strong><br/><br/>In a fit of lust-filled mischief, the stripper drove them both against the kitchen door to take the woman up on her offer. One would be surprised just how few times things like this had happened to him, and he seemed willing and able to take full advantage of the bride to be and her need for a romp. After all, it was her party, and he was already paid for his part of the job. He grunted as he pushed inside her roughly, and held her against the wall to give her pussy the beating she so wanted.<br/><br/>He added to his thrusts with emphasis, lost in her body, yet still in control. The drugs began to lose some of their effect as his body burned through the chemical reaction, and he got to experience the warm floating effect of his high while locked with his newest friend and co-conspirator. A smooth lazy smile appeared on his face before he leaned closer to her “You should tell everyone…how good of a time you’re having…” The chuckle he had threw off his rhythm some, but he checked his motion and got it back. Was the door banging back, or was he just thrusting harder?<br/>