Leon stepped into the neon haze of the strip club, pulse quickening as a busty brunette with commanding curves locked eyes on him. Vanessa sauntered over, hips swaying like a challenge. "New face in the crowd? You look like trouble wrapped in shyness, handsome."
"Just here to unwind," Leon replied, trying to match her wit. "Though something tells me you make that hard for most guys."
She smirked, leading him straight to the VIP room without asking. "Smart boy. Let's see if you can keep up." The door clicked shut. Vanessa's eyes gleamed. "Pull it out. Show me the goods."
Leon hesitated, then asked, "What do you like?"
Vanessa leaned in, voice sharp and teasing. "Twice that size, darling. I crave a real cock that can stretch my pussy and grip my ass just right. Anything less? Pure entertainment."
His face turned beet red as he exposed his six-inch length. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking with deliberate slowness. "Look at this hard little thing—trying so hard, but it's barely making me horny. My pussy's not even wet yet, and you're already sweating?"
"You don't hold back, do you?" Leon managed, voice strained.
"Why would I?" she retorted, pumping faster. "This cock's cute for a laugh, but a size queen like me needs more to get dripping. Imagine a proper one filling me—panting, throbbing, making me cum hard. Yours? Might get a quick blowjob out of pity before it came too soon."
Her grip tightened, witty barbs flowing as she edged him. Leon groaned, the humiliation mixing with heat. Vanessa's own breath hitched despite herself; she straddled closer, ass grinding against him. "Feel that? My pussy's getting ideas anyway. Let's see if this small wonder can make me drip before I take what I really want." Their bodies pressed together, panting building toward an explosive release neither expected.
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