I gave Ashley a smile indicating that Sabrina was correct. But instead Ashley dared, "I dare you to dance for us."
This was actually worse than eating her pussy, as I was an awkward dancer unless I'd practiced a cheerleader routine. But Karen got up and plugged in her iPod and after a couple seconds of searching, a song began to play. It was Brittany Spears' 'I am a Slave for U.' I stood up and began dancing awkwardly to the song. All the more awkward since I was wearing four-inch heels. The song seemed to go on forever as I wiggled my butt, slid my hands up and down my breasts, and then assuming the persona of a stripper, I moved to Ashley and did a sexy lap dance for her. Ashley stared, obsessed with my seductive moves as I teased her, bringing my body so close to her tall body before moving away. I didn't have to bend down at all to get my mouth real close to her small breasts and reach out my lips as if I was about to kiss them. The song finally ended and I returned to my chair.
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