her perky C-cup tits to Steve. No bra. Next she peeled off her black skirt, giving him a good look at her shining pussy. She was wet at the idea of dancing for the men out there. He stood up, looking her up and down. "Mind bendin’ over for me, little girl? Whatcha say your name was?" "Debbie," she reminded him, bending over and gripping the back of her ankles. "Good, you’s a flexible girl, ain’t cha?" She just winked at him when he got down on his knees behind her. He