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Requiem For A Stripper #61

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I watched Jen Ann dancing but wasn't that interested in the stripping part. I'd seen it all earlier that day, minus the sheer dress and everything else.

Once she got the front of the dress unbuttoned she let it hang open as she danced and twirled around, the spotlight following her like a man with bad intentions.

The crowd carried on their catcalls as she slowly pulled the dress off her left shoulder...

More hoots...

She let it slide off her arm...

Whooping and hollering...

Then she slid the other side off her right shoulder...

More cheers...

The dress fell...

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