Dirty Shifts
I looked in the mirror, adjustin’ the thong so it sat right on my pussy lips, and felt that familiar fire buildin’ in my belly.
I stepped out onto the main stage when my turn came. The crowd roared the second I hit the platform. Lights hit me hot, bass droppin’ low and nasty.
I grabbed the pole with one hand, leg wrapped around it high, and started moving. Slow at first—rolling my hips, arching my back so my ass popped out, cheeks clappin’ soft against the metal.
Then I spun, upside down, my legs spread wide open, thong stretchin’ tight over my pussy while I slid down the pole inch by inch. Niggas was already throwin’ cash, bills raining around me like confetti.
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