eyes roved over every bit of her olive skin and generous curves. Just by eyeing them he knew her breasts were real and more than a handful. The night was young; his appetite insatiable; and his stamina enduring. This group was absolutely irresistible. This might be his best Halloween event ever...
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Carina looked forward, avoiding the hostile glares from the hopeful club goers standing in line. With no admission to pay everyone was trying to get in but the massive bouncer was being extremely particular with who they admitted.
"Ladies" he purred in appreciation.
"Hello big guy" Desirae cooed as she did her best dominatrix pose. "Party of 8; Yvette's girls."
The bouncer smirked as he looked at the party. "Have to admit you in one at a time. Let me see each of you."
Desirae confidently approached him first and flicked her flogger at Carina's thighs. Carina jumped but bit back a yelp. She was not going to let Des win this round. The bouncer eagerly opened his vest and allowed Desirae to flog him before entering. The line of spectators roared their approval as Desirae was permitted access.
"Next" the bouncer barked. Naughty Nun Girl strutted to the front. She leaned forward for the bouncer to get a view of her perky breasts.
"I need you to get on your knees and ask forgiveness for your sinful ways."
The bouncer's eyes lit up with surprise as Desirae crowed in the background. "Fucking brilliant Chelsea!"
The bouncer got on his knees and bowed his head. After a moment he looked up to Chelsea. "If you're done praying you can kiss each of my crosses and be forgiven for your sins." The bouncer swallowed loudly as he eyed the cross on her rosary and then followed to the white crosses on her thighs.
"Forgive me" he whispered as he kissed each cross. Chelsea bent down, kissed his forehead and proceeded behind the velvet rope to stand beside Desirae.
"Fuck me" Andrea muttered. "How the hell are we supposed to compete with that?"
Carina swallowed the building lump in her throat. She looked at the line of spectators. A magnificent specimen of a man in a black Armani suit stood at the club entrance watching everything.
"Sati, please go last" Andrea begged the exotic belly dancer. Sati nodded her acquiesce as the mermaid approached the now standing bouncer. She belted out Ariel's theme song from The Little Mermaid.
"In tune, well done little mermaid.... Proceed." The bouncer allowed the beaming mermaid behind the line.
Carina shuffled forward. She kept her head down and swallowed. She decided to take a different approach since she was the "most" historically accurate of the group. She approached the bouncer and collapsed into herself on the ground. Carina folded her legs beneath her and placed her head on her hands. She waited for his reaction.
"What the fuck is she doing?" The puzzled bouncer demanded.
"Cave women are not permitted to speak to the men without acknowledgment. Obviously she's asking you for permission without saying a word." Desirae scoffed. Carina thanked the heavens for her friend. Andrea chuckled in the background.
Black dress shoes stopped in front of Carina. Carina held her breath as she realized the guy dressed in the Armani suit had approached. The suit bent down and tapped her shoulder. Carina squatted, keeping her head down, and used one hand for balance as she touched her chest with her hand and pointed to Desirae and the group behind the velvet rope. She was very aware of the fact that her breasts were practically spilling out of the costume. Squatting in the presence of such a large group made Carina very self-conscious. She felt every inch of her exposed skin. Carina prayed the costume covered her ass and girl bits. Armani suit had prime view of her open thighs and what lay hidden between.
The bouncer looked to the suit as the crowd held their breath. The suit said nothing, he merely nodded his head. Carina almost missed his consent because she'd kept her head down. She remained hunched over
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