Strip Club Domme 8 - Spencer Scott

Glenn has been showing up here for months, wallet open, eyes glued to Spencer Scott. Tonight she doesn't even look at him until she's done teasing every other man in the room. When she finally calls him over, she makes him stand in the corner with his hands behind his back while she grinds on strangers. Hours pass. His legs shake. Finally she pulls him close and starts working him for real. She takes his card, spins on his lap, plants that thick ass right on his face, and keeps bouncing until the charges hit. She stays on him, thighs clamped, letting him breathe nothing but her. Then she turns around, drops to her knees, and wraps her lips around him without a word, sucking him slow while the card keeps running. She doesn’t stop until she’s emptied both his mind and his account, leaving him panting and broke in the dark.