But, ever so teasingly, he came to a stop before I could come. Removing all my clothes, he sat me on the edge of the bed, pushed my legs apart and kne...led with his face in-between my legs, taking a good look at me. I had always been such a modest girl, a good girl, and now here I was, completely naked with my wet cunt on full display only inches away from the intense gaze of this man. This man who was still fully clothed and who I had only just met. I couldn’t believe how erotic this felt. To. He spun me over, socked his cock into my patulous brown eye and penetrated the window of my asshole for what seemed like a comet passing through time to eternity, until he came inside me, offering one long-winded, and whining, stately empirical sigh as he painted my randy warm hole with one third of the colour of the American flag. Afterwards we talked casually, and I, under an attempt to have one of my own poetry pieces recognised, attempted to persuade Jesus to read it out whilst I recorded. My erection wilted. I knew this was just not my thing. I soon felt his cock throb and he came in my ass. Afterward Tom snuggled into me and held me in an embrace. Carol looked over at me and could see my discomfort. She came over to me and held me tenderly in her arms. She started stroking my prick and my erection returned. She whispered to me, "I want to make love with you. They can watch." Tom and Mary figured out what was going on. They stood and watched. Carol took my prick in her mouth and. "If I can offer one piece of advice; makeit a week when we don't have a blue, drag comedian top-lining the bill!Something a bit more 'vanilla' would be best as an introduction for yourparents to the world of drag."The next few weeks were relatively quiet. My work at the Club continuedto go well and, as I started to relax more as a performer, I began to beable to take more notice of those parts of the show in which I wasn'tappearing. To be honest, some of the routines were getting a bit staleand.