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What Happens in Vegas

Date: 6/1/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

The best way is to face the pole and just slide them down. Then keep your pussy pushed against the pole for the rest of the routine. That keeps us legal for what is allowed outside the casino itself.” Sandra stopped her spinning and stood pushing herself against the pole. The cool brass felt almost cold against her stomach as she pressed her chest and abdomen against the pole. She quickly slid the panties down over her hips and pushed them down as far as she could reach. Then lifting one leg, she dragged them the rest of the way down with her toes. She was now standing totally naked facing the non-transparent front wall of the truck. Her body was pressed tight against the pole as she did pelvic thrusts in time to the music. Each thrust forced the pole deeply between her pussy lips, but her clit and actual opening remained behind the pole. “Full spin as we go past the casino,” Gerry yelled, and Sandra pulled herself back onto the pole to began a spin. As she rotated around the pole she could see people on the sidewalks staring at her. The pole felt cold and slippery rubbing against her hot crotch. She let herself go into an almost horizontal spin and watched upside down as the traffic and the crowds spun around her. “Thirty seconds before we close it down,” Gerry said quietly and suddenly Sandra knew that she had to do it. She lowered her head and raised her feet until she was once again almost vertical and upside down. Then reaching around behind her back she grabbed the ... pole. A moment later, her legs came loose from around the pole and she was back into an upside down splits spin. This time it wasn’t her soaked panties that were exhibited to the crowds. It was her glistening pussy on full display. On the fourth spin around the pole, the sides of the truck suddenly changed to look like white painted wood and the music changed to some innocuous elevator pop. “Back to furniture truck mode,” Gerry said. “We will be back in the garage in just a few moments.” When the side of the truck opened once again, Sandra was lying on her back in the middle of the room. Her hands were between her legs. “Good thing I kept the outside music on,” Gerry said with a smile. “You haven’t gotten any quieter as you have gotten older.” Sandra stood slowly on very wobbly legs. The truck was back in the garage. From the cables and hydraulic lines attached to the computers at the side of the bay, it was obvious that they had never left the building. “Remember,” Gerry said as Sandra pulled her clothing back on, “you need to meet with the coordinator at 5:30 and then be at the front doors at 6:00 for our guided tour of the Strip. Make sure you are exactly on time because I have a surprise ready for you that you will remember forever.” *** Sandra wasn’t sure why she had to meet with the event coordinator again since they seemed to have gone over everything earlier, but her agenda-driven nature brought her to the coordinator’s office at exactly 5:30. “What did we need to talk ...