Stripper busted

Sara was on a night out with a group of her female friends as part of a hen party and they wound up at this cool venue and it was full of hot topless waiters and they knew they were up for a laugh. They found there way into a room where a few guys started dancing, all topless and most with tattoos and muscles to die for.
They all started drinking and the next part of the act they stripped down to thong underwear.
Sara and the girls viewed the bouncing bulges and their various sized appendages.
One guy in a red thong danced in front of Sara grinding his bulge towards her.
The other girls all cheered Sarah on and the stripper bent down and whispered in Sara’s ear, do you want to go next door for a private dance. Sara seeing the size of his basket agreed to do so and they both left hand in hand, the other girls jeering at her luck.
When they made it into the other room the hunky blond stripper with shoulder length hair said “hi I’m Jake by the way”
Sara didn’t know where to put her face as Jake appeared to be sporting a semi that was struggling to be contained in the minuscule thong. He sat Sara in a chair and dropped on his haunches and started to grind his hips upwards to meet her gaze, she could see the outline of his balls that looked enormous in the Lycra pouch.
Jake then started showing off and performed a few back flips and when he landed Sara noticed his semi stiff member had come free at the top of the pouch, Jake tried in vein to put it back inside but to no avail.
He was proud of himself and the more he ground his package in Sara’s face the stiffer he got to a point where eventually his fully engorged staff rested at his belly button, veins spiked it’s brutal length and a fair amount of pre trailed down it’s mushroom cap.
Jake took Sara’s hand and guided it towards his member that looked like it was close to popping. Sara moved her hand away and cupped his enormous testes and gave them
a squeeze.
“Get down on all fours Jake, like an animal”
He didn’t need asking twice he got down with his thonged ass on display and “now spread your legs” he obliged all the time his erect stalk
resting at his six pack, his heavily tattooed body sweating. “Now close your eyes Jake”
“Ok Sara, will do” he replied, dumb male she thought.
Sara took one look at him from behind, his cod on view packed tightly into the tiny garment, she saw the outline of both his plums and then she got up out of her seat and with all her might kicked his sack as hard as she could, she aimed well and caught both his love spuds as he howled at the moon, squealing like a big, frantically holding his assaulted bruised package. Writhing on the floor, his erect staff still with him as he cradled his cods tightly.
Sarah laughed at how pathetic he was, she went back to her cheering friends and made her excuses and left, they all thought she had been serviced. Sarah felt so empowered and when she got home she fingered herself thinking about Jake and how much she loved busting him.