In a dimly lit room, a young, blonde vixen struts her stuff on a pole, her lithe body moving with the grace of a professional. She's young enough to be the old man's daughter, but that doesn't stop her from teasing him mercilessly. "Would you?" she asks, leaning down, her breath hot on his ear. "Would you let me pole-dance on your cock?" Her hands roam over her body, cupping her small, perky breasts, before she spins away, leaving him aching with want.