Leon stepped into the pulsing neon haze of the strip club, his pulse quickening at the scent of perfume and sweat. A busty brunette with curves that could stop traffic locked eyes with him from the stage. Her name was Vivienne, and she moved like she owned every inch of the room. "New face?" she purred, sauntering over with a confident sway. "VIP room's calling your name, handsome. Follow me if you dare."
In the dim VIP lounge, Vivienne pushed Leon onto the plush couch, her strong hands commanding. "Pull it out," she demanded, eyes gleaming. Leon smirked, unzipping. "What do you like?" he asked, voice husky. She giggled sharply, teasing, "Something two inches longer, stud—but you can get a handy if you behave." Her fingers wrapped around his hard cock, stroking with expert rhythm. "Six inches? Cute. My pussy craves real size, not this average tease."
Leon groaned, sweating as her grip tightened. "Witty, aren't you?" Vivienne shot back, her ass grinding against his thigh. "Horny boys like you need reminders. This cock's too small for my dripping wet pussy—maybe a blowjob if you beg nicely." She pumped faster, his cock throbbing in her fist. Panting, Leon bucked as she whispered SPH barbs: "Feel that? My ass deserves bigger than this. Cum for me, little man." He came hard, cum spilling over her hand while she laughed, her own arousal evident in the wet heat between her legs. The air thickened with lust, promising an explosive release beyond the tease.
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