And tease she did. She could almost feel, almost smell the heat her actions caused to well up in those men around her. She could feel the bandido's manhood harden under her hips, press against her, strain the leather of his pants. That was no gun - though she felt his gun too, at the small of his back, when she ran her hands down his back. She felt his corded muscles, hard as metal - probably metal actually - under his scarred skin. By the time she finished he was panting, and his thick, black hair was matted with sweat.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Cherry was on stage, now nude as she was born but for her high heels, and gyrating around the pole set in the stage. The girl was acrobatic and flexible, and showed it off, almost making love to the pole before bowing, and gathering her skimpy discarded clothes, and leaving the stage.