The neck of her t-shirt hadbeen roughly cut down to show hercleavage; I could see the top of a redbra supporting a pair of large boobs. Imight not dre...s that way myself, but that sort of grungy sexiness can besuch a turn-on. At least, she seemed to be looking atthe Gallery, but I could see her eyeskeep on dropping down to my level. Idecided to give her a bit more of atreat. Casually, I shifted my bum as if toget more comfortable, and spread my legs a bit more, letting my frock ridefurther up my. ”Oh God ,please!” I begged. Laying on his back, he invited me to impale myself on his still stiff mast. I straddled his hips, reached for his glistening shaft, smearing the leaking head up and down my more than ready slit. As his crown split my lips and began to sink into me I gasped. “It’s so fucking big! But it feels so fucking good!” Slowly I sank down further and further, until I felt his balls rubbing against my outer lips. He reached up, cupping both breasts in his hands, rubbing his. Olivia, do you really mean that!?!” “I certainly do,” she said while trying to regain her composure, “may I ask you a question, please?!?” “Sure,” he replied, “ask away!!!” “Has Adele ever put the head of your penis into her mouth,” Olivia questioned softly?!? “Oh, no,” he replied quickly, “I’d never ever ask her to do that, I’m sure she’d just laugh at me!!!” As their talk grew more. Let me tell you, those g-strings were sporting packages. Yes, dick packages. We all just cracked up laughing. I don’t think the dancers liked that too much. They definitely looked displeased. Our gang of girls though, still giggly, went up and put dollar bills in the dancers’ garters.We thought being entertained by dancing transvestites was wild, but we were in for an even bigger shock at the next show on stage. A couple of wildly tattooed women came out for the next act. Those ladies had seen.