”“What are devadasis?”“They are temple dancing girls who have dedicated their lives to the deity of the temple where they live. They use their... talent to glorify the God or Goddess of their temple.” He gave what could only be regarded as a leer. “Some High Priests allow the devadasis to offer their bodies to worshipers for a fee.”“In other words, they are religious harlots!”“No sahib, they are entertainers, who use their bodies to glorify the deity. They pass all money received to the High. I figured it was room service with the champagne. “Ellen, come have some champagne.” I walked over to my stepfather and he handed me a glass of champagne. I drank the first glass down quickly and he filled me another glass. I also drank that one down quickly too. I wanted to get a little buzz going so I wouldn’t be so nervous. He filled my glass again. I was feeling a little better. “They should be here soon. Just relax everything will be okay. You’re going to make your stepdaddy really. Ted was burning with embarrassment at being outed as a sissy crossdresser and he wanted nothing more than to run home. The bouncer was having none of that though. He brought young sissy boy Ted to the back of the club where there was a private bathroom for the employees. He pulled them both inside and locked the door behind them so they would have some alone time."I can't believe you have a cock in there little girl. I could have sworn you were a woman when I let you in. You're just too good. Thakur's face contorted and helplessness washed over him.Sheila could see the transformation in the man who had dominated her till just now. He seemed weak and wobbling. She could see he might cum anytime, but she could not know why. She was older, yes; but she was nowhere the younger one's sexual prowess or experience. Thakur groaned his orgasm out aloud, as he released into Sheila's plundered pussy. Binita stepped back to let man and woman exchange the moment of passion. Sheila hauled herself.