Occasionally a girl would leave the stage and would leave with one of the men through a side door and a new girl replaced her. Dave ordered us both a ...rink and asked what I thought. I said I was a bit shocked and asked did Tracey know about this. He surprised me more by telling me she came on the Sunday ladies' nights and enjoyed it immensely. A waitress brought our drinks; she was wearing a sexy French maid uniform and fishnet stockings. I felt my cock stir. As the drinks were set down I was. Still, she felt obliged to be here, to hear him out, as she had had no luck finding gainful employment and wasn't able to pay him back. "Sorry it took so long, i couldn't find the right bag, and then Nas had to talk my ear off about the ball i missed last night. do you need that refreshed?" I approached the bar, indicating her tired drink with one hand as the other held something discretely in my closed hand."No, i think i've had enough. what's that in your hand?" she eyes my hand cautiously,. She started to suck again by kneeling down. It has started to grow. Immediately I have asked her to stop and lay down. She was laid in her back and asked me to start. I have taken a pillow and kept below her hips and widened her legs at maximum. Then I came above her and started to rub her pussy lips with my hand. Her closed eyes were opened and asked ‘Bro, use your master. I am waiting for that only’. I smiled and slowly pushed my cock inside her pussy. I could see Christine was gripping her. Of course, nothing painful, and a quick twist of my arm and I would be free of these soft ropes... at least I think so. So now what? I hear her padding about the room, her bare feet on the carpet, lighting a few more candles and moving things around that I can't identify, humming softly to herself; so I try to relax and wait here in the dark for what comes next, imagining her in her sexy lingerie... and find myself quite turned on.Suddenly, I feel her presence next to me, her warm breath on my.