Leon stepped into the pulsing lights of the Velvet Lounge, his pulse quickening at the sight of dancers owning the stage with unapologetic power. A busty brunette named Lena locked eyes with him from across the room, her curves commanding attention as she sauntered over with a smirk. "New face, huh? You look like trouble that needs handling. VIP's this way—if you can keep up."
In the private room, she leaned in close, her breath hot. "Pull it out, Leon. Let's see what you're working with." He grinned, matching her wit. "What do you like, anyway?" Lena giggled, sharp and teasing, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Bigger, obviously—size queens don't settle. But you can get a handy if you play nice."
She wasn't backing down; she took charge, pushing him back onto the velvet couch. "Horny already? I can tell." Her hands worked his pants free, revealing his hard 6-inch cock. "Cute, but my pussy craves more—still, this'll do for now." Lena stroked him firmly, her ass swaying as she straddled closer, dripping wet with anticipation. Sweating and panting, she guided him into a heated rhythm, her strong grip turning the handy into something explosive—she mounted him, riding his cock with fierce control, her pussy clenching tight while he gripped her ass. No blowjob yet, but her teasing words fueled the fire: "Feel that wet heat? Cum for me, but remember, bigger's the goal next time." They came together in a sweaty, panting climax, her dominance leaving him craving the full story ahead.
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