Mary could hardly watch as the girl removed garment after garment during the course of her dance, until she was stark naked. That too was greeted with...loud applause. Then Linda was back in time with the music, thrusting her naked pussy against the pole in time to the beat. Mary felt embarrassed just from watching. There was no way she would be able to go out on that stage.Linda backed up. There was a raised podium towards the back of the stage. The girl rested her buttocks against it and drew. Once that chore was done Mike unholstered his service revolver.A S&W Model 625.45 caliber revolver with a 4 inch barrel.After making sure it was unloaded he sat at the kitchen table and he cleaned.The sanitized S&W revolver that the CIA had issued him in until it shined like brand new quarter.Once the gun was cleaned Mike put it back into the chest holster he carried it in.Then he packed the rest of his mission gear and he placed it near the front door of his house.He was about to go to bed. Sulky, c***d-like face, little hemispherical breasts, and..."something extra,"as they like to say. I pictured myself looking like that. As sooften, I wondered what it would be like to make a living thatway...? At that thought my muscles opened, a bit. And it slippedin, just a bit, using the opening and enlarging it."There you go, Ladyboy. Now don't force it. Hold it right thereand get used to the feel."But now I wanted to go further. So I did force it, just a littlebit. And it moved in a. As she did, she took my hand and pulled me toward the bed, gently guiding me onto my back. Without a word, she straddled my hips and with expert fingers guided my cock back into her hole. She did all of this in one easy motion. This time there was nothing slow or gentle about it. She sucked my meat up into her cunt all the way in one quick motion. Leaning slightly forward she ground her hips against me; massaging her clit against my throbbing pole. It was only a matter of seconds until her eyes.