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All of a sudden, he places his hands on her thighs, pushing them open wide for all to see. It’s clear, even from here, she’s turned on. Her pussy is bare, swollen, and glistening. I watch Poppy’s face intently as she takes them in. Something about this scenario seems to do it for her, as she steps a little closer to the glass.

My eyes continually flicking over to Poppy, I watch the performers as he steps aside, allowing another blonde to walk into the room. The gentleman continues to whisper into his blindfolded partner’s ear, just before turning her head and lining it up with his rigid dick. Cupping her face, he slowly fucks her mouth as the other blonde woman kneels down between her legs and begins to lick her pussy.

Unable to hold back any longer, I move in behind Poppy. “Like what you see, beautiful.” I feel her jump in front of me. Is it the realization someone is watching her, or does she know it’s me?

I’m a little surprised when she doesn’t move as I come closer. “Do you like to watch?”

“Yes,” she whispers. A hint of shame tainting her speech.

“Would you like to have others watch you?”

Poppy quickly shakes her head no.

“Good.”

With this, she cranes her neck to see me.

“Because I’m not interested in sharing.”

“Broadie, I—”

“No, ma’am. I’m not sure why you’re here. But, for now, keep your eyes on the show.” I place my hands on her hips, pulling her ass snug against my cock. Watching her here has me hard as a rock.

She gives a slight gasp as my fingers reach under her dress, grazing the seam of her panties. Her head starts to shift from side to side as her back becomes rigid. “Don’t worry about anyone else, Pop. They’re not watching you. They’re watching them.”

My finger slips into her panties, finding her warm and soaking wet.

“Fuck, you feel good,” I moan.

Poppy’s breathing quickens as the gentleman in the viewing window withdraws his cock from the blindfolded woman’s lips and moves to switch places with the blonde between her legs. The blonde moves to sit beside her, stroking her tits before bending down to suck and lick each of them as the man thrusts his dick into her waiting pussy.

Poppy is practically grinding her ass into me as I tease her wet, swollen flesh. Reaching around her, I run circles around her clit as I drive two fingers of my other hand into her.

“Broadie,” she groans.

“I want you to come for me.”

Suddenly, the male pulls his companion’s legs up over his shoulders, slamming wildly into her, and Poppy’s body starts to convulse.

“That’s it. Such a good girl, Pop.”

Within moments, she falls weakly against me, and I bend to scoop her up, taking her somewhere we can sit down.

“You okay?”

She doesn’t answer me, merely buries her face in my neck.

“What are you doing here, Poppy?”

“Looking for you.”

“Me?” I try to play innocent. “Why were you looking for me?”

“I’d heard a rumor you came here for sex. I needed to see for myself.”

Fuck!.

“You heard wrong, baby. I come to DPG to meet my friends. That’s all. My friend owns this club. I haven’t been interested in anything sexual here in years. And when I was, I didn’t have sex at the club. It was a pick-up place. No different than meeting a woman in a bar. Just more private.” I push a lock of hair behind her ear.

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