Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285
Welcome to Stripper Confessions. Where I take you behind the scenes of my back-in-the-day stripper days where money was tight and rent was due.
FLASHBACK……
DJ Dollar Bill was on the mic tonight for Titty Tuesday’s and it was a packed house. “Welcome to the Player’s Club! Fellas, get ready to lose yourself tonight! Coming to the stage is the one and only, ‘Trinity’!! She’s got the moves, the curves, and the kind of energy that’ll have you spending that last dollar! You know they say diamonds are a man’s best investment. So lean in, throw it up and show some love for the baddest in the building.”
The bass from the speakers pulsed through my body as I strutted across the stage. With every slow, deliberate step, I could feel their eyes devouring me, undressing me. I wrapped my fingers around the pole, my velvet mixed skin shimmering under the neon glow lights. I whined my hips, rubbed my big breasts, and shaked my ass, seductively peeling off each piece of my clothing, strip teasing the crowd. Twirling around on the pole like a ballerina who had lost her way. My plan was to make 10k tonight. I was
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on a mission. I had been stripping for the past 2 years now and it has been the best job ever. I get to dance, drink and eat for free. More importantly, I get to make extra cash in the VIP by fucking and sucking the cocks of some of the richest guys on Wall Street. I call them my cash cows. A black whore like me with a nice ass body made those fuckers go crazy. After coming off stage I was called immediately to VIP for a ‘platinum package’. Which meant one of my regulars had some friends with him. There was gonna be a lot of fucking, snowy white girl, champagne and money in the room.
I walked in ready, wearing the sexiest two-piece lingerie set bedazzled in stones wearing my signature Chanel number 5 perfume. My regular named Papa loved that scent on me. I was prepared to get all my stripper fuck holes filled with the creamy vanilla skeet of so many different cocks. “Alright big Papa!! Trinity is at your service!” “That’s what I like to hear baby! Get over here!!” Tonight was gonna be a great night. With the money I was gonna make I was going to start a new business. A pole dancing school. Teaching all my inspiring strippers and sluts how to become a certified stripper whore like me.
Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285
https://phonesexcandy.com/trinity/