Sweetness

Sitting naked
in the corner.

My clothes
left behind the stage.

The stripping
made me hot.

All the aroused
men watching me.

The sensual music
not to loud.

I dance as I
undress and caress.

Showing my best
side and smile.

Finally only my
dark red high heels.

As I slowly step
down from the elevation.

Walking through
the large staring crowd.

The many hands touching
me makes me tremble.

I turn in the corner
and slowly kneel down.

The glass bowl on
a pedestal on my right

The money tray on
one to my right.

Another beauty dances
her clothes off.

I put my hair back
and look smilingly up.

A small female waiting
for the long line of males.

The hungering lusts
visible in their eyes.

One after the other -
different shaped, age and colour.

I serve and please
exposing my femininity.

They all taste different
as they fuck my mouth.

They moan and groan
amd call me names.

Love, Sweet Girl, Little Doll
Fucktoy, Slut and Whore.

....

They leave me sprayed,
my stomach filled.

Their cum in my hair,
over my face and tits.

It drips down and hangs -
sticky, whiteish, fragrant.

I stop counting as
they are so many.

And finally the bell rings
and I can rise up again.

I walk through the room
smongst the tables.

Back up on stage
I turn and say "thank you all".