After I cleaned his cock off, he thanked me and went over to an empty seat to recover. I walked over to another seat in the second row and apparently ...he two guys that were just jerking each other off had witnessed my servicing the older man. As soon as I sat down one of the guys stood up and without even pulling up his pants walked over to me with his cock swinging back and forth. I didn't waste any time, as soon as he was close enough I grabbed his cock and stuffed it into my mouth. His. Yup, Uptown was definitely the goal to aim for.I was directed into a small well-lit room, the only occupant sitting on the opposite side of a flat desk was a small, pale-faced man, about mid-fifties, I guessed. He wore a white laboratory coat, as if he had been arrested at work, his studious look topped off with a neat bow tie. The lenses in his spectacles were not unlike the bases of whiskey shot glasses. He didn’t look like a criminal, no, he looked more like my family doctor back home in. So, Emma called out, “We will need to have these two grannies bent over so we can check out their very private hiding places.”With that, Emma grabbed Mabel by the ear and led her towards one of the two chairs that were at the front of the stage facing everybody. She enjoyed listening to Mabel and Janet’s gasps and squeals of pain of having their ears squeezed and being made to walk slightly crouched down. What was worse was that when they got to the chairs Emma and Cathy sat down but did not. When she’s finished she stands up and looks at me. Normally I’m the submissive one, but tonight, tonight I want her to be my little slut. ‘Dance for me…’ I say, without bothering to move. There’s no music, but then there doesn’t need to be. I watch her hips sway and wiggle as she turns around and around, showing me everything she has to offer. ‘Such a good girl.’ I can almost her her purr at the praise. When she stops for a second to look up at me I can’t stand it anymore, I just have to get.