<strong>Chester</strong><br/><br/>“I don’t usually do private shows after hours…” he said with a small smirk “but for you, I’d make an exception”. He could feel her press against his body, and in all fairness he would have simply took her while the others cheered on. He’d take this delicious little thing in a church if he had to and hammer a true confession out of her. His heart rate was starting to pick up some, as he looked around “Where do you suggest we go, now that I have no pants on, I doubt I’d go unnoticed”<br/><br/>By then his hips had began to slowly grind against hers in response to her own “And besides…you wouldn’t have taken my pants off here, if you didn’t want me here. Want me to just take a seat…? Want to let your friends hear you moan a little?” He bent his words to her ear, the thought of taking her made him finally grow beyond the camo patterned g-string he wore. She was beginning to rub on his bare cock, and he was beginning to lose his struggle for control as that small voice screamed for him to take her.<br/>