It was a slow fuck, slow firm and steady and she was reciprocating with the same rhythm on my dick. Every time she reached on the top of my dick she w...uld swirl her fingers around the top as if she is opening a bottle and that was driving me to the edge of cumming and yet not enough to cum. I would lightly drag my finger over her clits as I pull it out of her pussy each time, her hips had started moving in the same rhythm as my fingers were fucking her pussy. And at the time she would squeeze. The highlight was a very, very shiny coat ofdeep red lipstick that made my lips shine. By the time she was done, Iwas a little overly made up, but considering where we were going thatnight, a darkened theatre filled with people in fishnets, it seemedmost appropriate.She then went to get ready, and told me to practice my movements andfacial expressions in the full-length mirror in her room. I was inheaven. My girlfriend had just turned me into a very pretty girl, andhad given me permission to. Working in a strip club was probably every young mans dream, but after watching the girls get into catfights over breast implants, waxing strips, and breaking far too many heels, nails, and hearts, the magic had long worn off. Not to mention the music got incredibly loud after a long shift. He slid behind the bar and touched Alison on the shoulder, who promptly gave him a dirty look. Youre late, bitch, she seethed in his ear. Your nipple tassel is coming off, he replied pleasantly, and she. I'll send Josh to find him and tell him to come over."She went out and I saw Claire and Elizabeth looking in with Josh standing behind them looking over their heads. Soon Louise came back with a cup of thin gruel and a cup of some kind of herbal tea. I suddenly was starving and tried to reach out with my right arm. Again I felt the sharp pain in the shoulder and winched. "Do you want something for the pain?" Louise asked. I nodded and asked for some of the willow bark tea. I wanted to stay away.