Leon pushed through the smoky haze of the strip club, his pulse quickening at the sight of her—Sienna, the busty size queen on the main stage, her curves commanding every eye. She locked onto him with a sly grin, descending like a predator. "New here, handsome? You look like you need a private lesson," she purred, leading him to the VIP room without waiting for an answer. Once alone, her strong hands shoved him onto the velvet couch. "Pull it out," she demanded, eyes gleaming with wicked amusement. Leon hesitated, beet red. "What... what do you like?" Sienna laughed sharply, crossing her arms under her ample breasts. "Something two or three inches longer than whatever you're hiding, darling. Think you can measure up?" Her fingers teased his belt, freeing his 6-inch cock, already hard and throbbing. "Oh, look at this little thing—cute, but my pussy craves more girth to really stretch it wet and dripping. Bet it wouldn't even make my ass clench." She wrapped her hand around it, jerking with expert twists, her witty taunts hitting like fire: "SPH truth bomb: this cock's more tease than thrust. Imagine me riding something bigger while you watch, panting and horny." Leon sweated, his breath ragged as she stroked faster, building to an explosive edge where she might just claim him anyway, cum dripping from her teasing grip.
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