Chapter 7: The Show Must Go On

Doctor Kirk got dressed after he sent the FBI agents off with his young dancer Logan, and then he sauntered over to the stage wagon where he had sent the trio for the two cases of elixir that were kept backstage.

When he reached the stage, he could hear the moan of pleasure from Logan and the dirty grunting of the agents backstage, where the elixir cases were stacked. Moving quietly, Kirk peered around the stage curtain to where Agent Larimer was putting away his dick, and Agent Lutz was about to thrust his meaty cock into Logan’s dripping pussy, as she stood in front of the elixir cases, one knee stretched over the box, spreading her legs lewdly and giving easy access to her well-fucked pussy to the second agent.

Kirk smiled and watched as Lutz slammed into the hot teen, making her moan again from the sensation of yet another man-sized cock over-filling her tight teen pussy hole. He waited until the officer was on the brink of his orgasm to slowly walk the few steps from the stage to where Logan and Lutz were fucking.

“Well,” Kirk said, casually disregarding the scene of the pant-less agent balls deep in the hot teenage dancer, “I see that Logan brought you to where we kept the last boxes of my elixir.”

Larimer turned to face Kirk with a look of genuine surprise, as Lutz scrambled to get his still hard dick out of the teen’s hot box, and back inside his official blue uniform pants.

Logan, her dark hair damp with sweat from her sexual exertions, looked back with a big smile at Kirk.

“Yeah, Doctor Kirk, the officers was just thankin’ me for helping them out,” she said, somewhat out of breath.

“I’m glad y’all are getting along so well,” Kirk said with a wry smile. “I guess the only concern I have is that maybe the officers forgot to check your ID, Logan. Because if they did, they’d know that you are a couple weeks shy of being eighteen, and that could mean some issues for the good officers.

Looking at Larimer, Kirk said: “I’m sure it was an honest mistake, but with all that DNA evidence dripping out of Logan’s little pussy, I bet you boys won’t need to confiscate all of our elixir now, will you?”

Larimer cleared his throat as Lutz finished hastily stuffing himself inside his pants and getting himself zipped up.

“Well, Doctor, I think now that we’ve had a chance to see the packaging,” Larimer said smoothly, “and confirm that all the bottles of your product seem to be properly labelled as a nutritional supplement, I think we can just take back a couple of sample bottles. No need to disrupt your business and keep you from lawfully selling a properly labelled supplement.”

“That’s very considerate of you, officer,” Kirk said smiling. “I hope you’ll give my regards to the Agent-in-Charge in Fayetteville, and feel free to stop in and see us again when you see our little traveling show is in town. Now if you’ll excuse us, I need to take Logan with me to an audition event we’re holding today for local dancers to join our show. Whenever I visit a community, like your fine Fayetteville, I like to give back by hiring local kids to earn some money over the summer. And since Logan was just hired on as a dancer in Fort Smith a month ago, she’s the perfect ambassador to explain to the girls at the audition just how much fun working for my traveling show can be.”