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Summerhill strode on stage with confidence and a smirk. His heavy fuckrod swung between his legs as he walked up to the pole. The lights of the nightclub flit across his body, making his red and blue scales shine. Heavy music blasted through the club and made his heart thump even harder.The dragon arched his back before grabbing the pole at the center of the stage with both hands. He slowly scanned the crowd with predatory eyes. He spied a few horny admirers before the show even started. Cute. Maybe they would get a better close up later, but for now he needed to take the stage. The spotlight swung on him and the crowd cheered. Summerhill wasn’t the only dancer this night, but he would make sure he was the most memorable. He wanted to burn the image of his cock in their minds and hypnotize them with his ass. His slitted yes spotted a white furred otter in the crowd starring at him with his jaw hanging open. Summerhill winked at him and pointed the heart shaped mark on his ass toward him before standing up straight. Maybe that ottery boy would be his after show fun, but for now, time to get started.He was here to put on a show for his lovely audience.

Summerhill is shaking his ass for the crowd. You'd think he's doing it for the money but really he's just looking for a good time.

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