The sounds of what was occurring inside of the private room assaulted Irina's senses before she was able to see what was happening. Mary had always been quite the pervert, obsessed with the lifestyle that came with being a rockstar, throwing her entire life wholly into the stereotype of drugs and sex. Shelly had been correct in their being three different men, each of which naked were naked around her client.<br/><br/>Mary had been wearing a cocktail dress apparently that evening. The skirt portion was pulled up around her waist to allow the first man, prone on his back, to thrust his member up and into her wanting slit while she straddled his waist. From the sight of it they'd already been at it for awhile as the Inferno male dancer was slamming Mary's cunt with a reckless abandon, causing her ass to shake wildly with the marker text "Wicked" written across one cheek, and "Mary" across the other. She was choking loudly on the second man's cock, the taller and larger of the three holding a handful of Mary's hair while thoroughly throat fucking the singer, her rose red lipstick smearing all along the piece of meat she seemed to be so delightfully enjoying. Lastly, the third moaned pleasantly while Mary jerked him off next to the second, gathering some of the saliva that dripped down her chin to use as lubricant.<br/><br/>"Quite the lifestyle, isn't it" asked a voice behind Irina, revealed to be a handsome man wearing a professional looking suite. He was human, and despite his good looks seemed somewhat unassuming, as though there were nothing else particularly memorable about his facial features or body type. This was typically the MO of a Johnson, charismatic business dealers who did everything they could not to stick out too far.