The cab pulled up in front of a rather sleezy looking place, and at first, made kari nervous, but Trusting Darcy, she took his hand, left the cab, and...followed him into the dark entrance. kari already knew they were entering a strip club so she was getting excited and nervous as to what would happen next. as they entered the club, she immediately smelled the smoke and sweat and on the stage she stopped suddenly to watch, as it was amateur night and who was on the stage, stark naked, just. "Dress up like you? I responded with a worried tone."Oh heavens no. It doesn't suit you," she answered. "I would like you to wear these if you're up to it," she replied.She extended her hand and handed me what looked like a pair of black nylon panties. It took me a second to realize that they were what professional bodybuilders wore when posing. "I think they would look great on you and look a lot better than your boxers," Tonya stated.I took the offered undies and headed to the bathroom where. . with one hand he reaches down and starts working on my balls and pulling on my dick... i am sucking as much as i can and trying to relax and not gag... but this is a real mouthful.. and with all the excitement i am having to pull back and as i do he pushes forward and pulls on my nut sack.. my mouth is opened with a huge gasp of part pain part pleasure... and i have to breath so i do so real fast and then it is back down the throat with his dick... it took what seemed like quite some time for. No! I refused to accept it.I shook my head, willing this to be some sick dream. The motion set my long, braided swinging. This could not be real, I refused to let it be so. There was a pressure about me. In my head? No something deeper, etherial, almost spiritual, a force pushing against my very being. Not knowing how, I pressed back, as if denial alone could change reality. Something shifted. A blink of the eye, and everything was normal once more.The gun was on the floor. Not some gaudy.