My Steamy Story: Here I am. Come on in babe. Oh wow lo...

My Story Time:

Okay, so let me just spill the tea on this wild-ass ‘interview’ I had. I was high-key exhausted, my hair was a crusty, cum-stiffened mess, and this client was getting all up in my business. He asked me to demonstrate my ‘crowd management’ and, bestie, my pussy was already throbbing just from the humiliation of it all.

He steps behind me, his hands groping my tits through the latex, his hard dick pressing against my ass. I could feel the heat through his pants. “Show me,” he growled, and I knew the vibe. I turned my head, pretending to kiss an invisible guy in front of me, making loud, sloppy sucking sounds. “Mmm, yeah, just like that,” I moaned into the air, while my hands reached back to unzip his fly.

His cock sprang out, already slick at the tip. I wrapped my fingers around it without looking, stroking him slowly as I kept up the fake make-out session. “And if someone asks…” I panted, breaking the ‘kiss’, “…your body count?” I dropped to my knees right there, turning to face his dick. I looked up at him, my mascara probably smudged AF. “I just open wide,” I said, and then I did. I took his whole length into my mouth in one go, my throat relaxing around the head. I bobbed my head, slurping loudly, using one hand to jerk the base. I pulled off with a pop, a string of spit and pre-cum connecting my lips to his shaft. “I swallow, I don’t complain. See? No awkward period.” Then I dove back down, deep-throating him until my nose was buried in his pubes, my other hand sneaking between my own legs to rub my clit through the tight latex. The room just filled with the sounds of my gagging and his groans. Iconic.