Ever since Mark mentioned that Sunday nights are Ladies Night, I wanted to know more. I prodded him, "What's so crazy about it?" OK," Mark began. "For...starters, 'ladies' don't pay cover. They get free champagne for the first hour. And their private shows are half-price. So when I say it's 'crazy', dude, it's packed. Mostly T-girls and crossdressers. They obviously do not discriminate. If you come in a dress, you're a 'lady' as far they're concerned." "Well I'm going," I firmly decided. "If you. “You are such a good little whore baby,” he said softly before moving away from me. “I have to go out for a bit- as a reward you may play with yourself- but you can’t cum. And I want you to take a video of it. Okay?”I nodded, resisting the urge to begin right then, needing to touch myself. I waited until he had dressed and left before going to my room. I had a little tripod for my phone, and I set it up on the dresser across from my bed, hitting record. Then I laid down on my bed, my knees bent. " She stopped inches in front of me and put her feet just wider than shoulder width apart and stared at me with those dark eyes. "Of course, you are Santa and you know better than anyone. Because if you see me when I am sleeping, you know I sleep naked and like to cum before I fall asleep every night!"I glanced toward the door and she reached out with long, soft fingers and took my chin and focused my attention back on her. "No one can see us. And we are always the last rooms checked during. God, you’re hard, babe. So bloody horny. Ooooooh yesssssss. I’m going to cum, babe. (Belinder slides two fingers inside herself. Her cunt is wet and slippery. She withdraws them and uses the tip of one finger to spread the juice over her clit. Her legs tensen with the sensation). Mark I play with your clit and put a finger inside you with my cock ramming you. (Mark strokes at his cock and feels his balls then returns to stroking his cock. He squeezes it tight to feel the blood pumping into it)..