Convention security break up the show.

Emily was really getting into it. Her mysterious masked partner knew how to put the dick down better than almost anyone she had ever had... and Emily had had her fair share. While he rode her hard and rough, she allowed herself to slip into a dick coma, groaning and moaning and with her eyes rolling back into her head.

She wasn’t able to enjoy it for very long. Word had gotten out around the convention about what was going on in the room that was supposed to be offering just a burlesque show. While it had drawn a huge crowd, it had also gotten the attention of convention security... and the police along with them.

“Everybody out!” came the order from a megaphone. “Out! Out! Get out!” The lights had all been turned on and the fog machine had been stopped. All of a sudden Emily wasn’t the centre of attention, she was just a dumb girl with a stranger inside her! She tried to see who was speaking, but she was still so lost. What the hell was jappening?

Even her partner abandoned her. He pulled out and disappeared, and by the time Emily was able to get up to her knees again, he was gone entirely. She didn’t even know what he looked like! That certainly must have helped him escape, but Emily didn’t have that luxury.

Convention security was closing in on the stage and it looked like they were gunning for her. There was even a police officer with them! Emily didn’t know what to do. How had she gotten herself into this mess?