I love dancing. Every time I hear a song came on no matter where I am I catch myself starting to sway with the music. I will start to close my eyes and fade away to this place where every swing of my ass and bounce in my hip makes me feel free. There is something invigorating about wrapping my ankle and hand around that pole. Letting myself lean forward for that first swing. All I want to do is clap my ass to the sound of the music and shimmy my titties back and forth, the smell of fresh crisp dollar bills and the sweat of my body after a dance is intoxicating. I can not help but feeling that way every time a song that I love comes on. I probably would end up being that mom in the grocery store stripping down as the song plays and playing with all of the naughty foods in the vegetable isle and getting kicked out by the manager, or maybe I convince him to give me his big fat cock…. hmmm food for thought I guess.