Dr. Angelo

I gestured to the manager to send a small note to Dom that Bella was sitting on his lap, already brushing her pussy to his dick.

“tell Steve to make her go to the stage and play with herself as if she was a stripper,” I commanded the manager and handed him bucks of dollars.

He bowed his head respectfully, and after a minute, Steve raised his hand to me, giving me an okay signal.

I crossed my arms over my chest, waiting for the next show to start, and she didn’t know that she was the main show for the night.

She asked for more, and I...