What is it about blow jobs that just seem to be the best?
I was out clubbing when we caught each others eye. She was dancing in a tiny little black dress. Her winged eyeliner making her eyes look almost catlike.
She was swaying her hips to some song I couldn’t think of or remember and I beckoned her over. We grated against each other as the throb of bodies pulsed around us.
“Toliets.” I snarled in her ear and I took her tanned, manicured hand and led her into the unisex Toliets.
It was empty and the big wooden stalls were more than roomy. I pushed her onto the seat and took my hard dick out and scrunched her hair against it.
The seductive little mink took it in her mouth, looked up and me and winked.
She moved her mouth expertly up and down it in time with the music. I scrunched her hair into my hands and pushed her little face into it. Her head bobbing and her hands shaking as she gagged and tried to drink it all in.
Her cool, wet mouth felt amazing with my dick throbbing against it and I kept pumping into her. Her hands suddenly ran up my legs and she started massaging my balls.
That was it.
I pulled her head close and fucked her face hard and fast. And she groaned as I started to pulse across her tongue and down her throat. She sank further into my face and I felt my load empty down her throat.
She gasped as I pulled out and looked down at the cum leaking out the corners of her mouth.
“You’re such a good little slut. Have fun trying to pull anyone else.” I wrote my number on her hand and left, grinning knowing I got what I wanted out of tonight.
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