Being a stripper has its advantages. Tarra knows just what to do to please a guy, and she uses her talents as often as she can. Tarra’s favorite prey is the married dude, and she sees a lot of them come into her club.

Tarra danced for Clay 1 night, and noticed the ring on his left hand. As she rubbed her cunt up and down his cock through his pants, she asked him where his wife was. He said she was a frigid girl who never screwed him anymore. Tarra offered to help him work out some frustration - for a price, of course.

Clay took Tarra to a cheap motel and watched her strip again. She tugged the hem of her petite ebony skirt over her ass, exposing the twat that had to remain hidden in the dance club. Just looking at her wet folds made Clay want to bury his fuck tool in her, but she made him wait. Instead, Tarra ordered Clay to get naked and present his fuck tool for her inspection.

The weenie inspection turned out to be more of a wang tasting. Tarra took Clay’s sausage in her mouth and intermittently sucked and licked him, using the tip of her tongue to tease the head of his knob before taking the whole thing into her throat.

Clay begged to penetrate her little twat, but Tarra said no, and instead straddled him to position her rump over the head of his weiner. Tarra forced Clay into her tight asshole, and he groaned, already feeling his orgasm pounding in his balls. He let Tarra ride him, driving him deeper into her butt than he thought possible. In only a few minutes, Clay was ejaculating into Tarra’s little butt hole. He happily watched as she showed off her gaping orifice and the load he had shot into her ball jizz pie.