What a night!

"Oh yeah slut, I'm so WET!", the waitress stood up. Lara could suddenly see someone taking pictures of the sexy show. She was just about to reach up and make sure her identity was still secret, when the waitress threw her moist panties into her face. They smelled strongly of her sex, she had really gotten off on riding Lara's lap. The horny Adventuress remained froze and just inhaled the girl's scent, remaining seated while the camera continued to flash steadily.

"sniff mnh, yes... " Lara moaned before the waitress lifted a leg to rest on Lara's shoulder. Lara was staring directly at the girl's glistening, exposed pussy. Pushing forward while pulling her panties away from Lara, the waitress planted her wet snatch on Lara's mouth and started humping the Countess of Abbingdon's face, making a show for everyone.

Lara shuddered as she suddenly became a toy for the waitress. A piece of unique furniture for the performer to dance upon.

She closed her eyes, though nobody noticed under her large sunglasses, so as to not see the gathering crowd. She began adding people to the crowd. Friends, Enemies, Colleagues, Mentors. It wasn't just the Jimmy and the geeks any longer, as she thrust her tongue into the screaming waitress' cunt. She felt pleasure swelling up inside her, imagining the whole world watching the World Famous Tomb Raider used as a sextoy.

Then suddenly it stopped.

~

Beatrice Padgett adjusted her panties so she could better touch herself while keeping her cameraphone trained on the action.

She'd been taking her son's babysitter for a walk when she got a phone call from Aunt Petunia, telling her to get over to the Yawning Pony.

Getting to see that stupid cunt "Lady" Lara Croft dressed like a streetwalker was so appropriate for the bimbo.

She watched as men from a Bachelor Party surrounded Lara and the Waitress and poured champagne all over the duo. The Waitress drank it all in, enjoying her little but at of popularity. Lara seemed both flustered and turned on.

Maybe the **** was too chilled and sobering the drunk slag up?

Whatever Lara might have wanted to do next, a bunch of drunken men around her chanting stopped her.

"ON THE STAGE! ON THE STAGE!"

The Waitress who had just been using Lara's face to get off, having obviously sensed this night could earn her an enormous amount, pulled on Lara's arm, dragging her towards the stage.

Lara let the eager Waitress and her own eagerness to be the centre of attention to the strip club's men get the best of her. Beatrice plunged more fingers into her wet cunt and took more pictures.

Even though she knew Jimmy and his friends wanted to be the only ones playing with her tonight, she climbed up on the stage and lifted the other girl up after her. They shared a sloppy kiss, to the loud approval of the rest of the club. The club goers were cheering wildly and whistling at the sexy sight. As Lara stood there though, facing the crowd of leering men as a cheap showgirl, Beatrice saw the moment that Lara realised the enormity of what could happen if she was unmasked.

Suggestions were shouted out by the eager audience;

"SHOW US YOUR TITS!"

"KISS AGAIN!"

"WRESTLE!"

Lara went rigid under the leering gazes and Beatrice switched to video as the Tomb Raider's jaw dropped and squirted. The mental game her libido and imagination had just played in her head had the Countess of Abbingdon cumming her masochistic brains out imagining her life going down in flames while dancing on a pole.