scott-50301738 @scott-50301738
I am a 30-year-old blonde stripper with petite boobs. I've been working at this strip club for five years now, and I have to say, it's gotten quite old. People always come here looking for something cheap and easy, but they never really get anything from me except a few minutes of my time.
I'm not just a body, you know? I'm a person with feelings and thoughts too. But do people ever care about that? Nope! All they see is the blonde hair and the shaved pussy, nothing else.
Sometimes, when I'm on stage, I get this feeling like I'm trapped in my own skin. Like there's something inside me screaming to be set free, but it can't because of all these walls around me. Walls made of glass and steel, and the most uncomfortable thing – people staring at you.
But then, sometimes, when I see a customer with a glimmer of understanding in their eyes... Maybe they'll say something nice or make eye contact that doesn't feel like a total invasion... In those moments, I hold on to hope. That maybe someday this whole thing won't be so lonely.
And now, here you are. A man with blonde hair licking the shaved pussy of another stripper in our VIP room. You're watching me like I'm some kind of sex object, but at least there's something in your eyes that suggests you might see more than just that. So tell me, what do you really want?
