Leon pushed through the velvet curtains of the strip club, the bass thumping like a heartbeat. Elena spotted him instantly—busty, commanding, hips swaying with purpose as she sauntered over. “New blood? Or just another guy hoping the lights hide his flaws?” she quipped, eyes sparkling with challenge.
“Only if the flaws come with witty company,” Leon shot back, matching her smirk.
She laughed, low and throaty, then grabbed his wrist. “VIP. Now.” In the private room, neon glow painted her curves. “Pull it out,” she ordered, arms crossed, owning the space.
Leon obliged, revealing his 6-inch cock. “What do you like?” he asked, voice steady.
Elena giggled, circling him like prey she might spare. “Bigger, usually—something that stretches my pussy and makes my ass quiver. But your banter earns you a handy. Maybe.”
Her hand wrapped his hardening shaft, stroking with expert tease. “Feel that? My grip’s stronger than most men’s egos.” Leon groaned, but she wasn’t done. “You’re making me horny already—pussy wet, dripping down my thigh. Impressive for average.”
She dropped to her knees for a blowjob, tongue swirling, then stood and shoved him onto the couch. “My rules.” Elena straddled him, guiding his cock into her slick heat. They moved in rhythm, sweating, panting, her strong thighs controlling every thrust. “Deeper—yes, like that,” she demanded, ass bouncing. He came hard, cum pulsing as she climaxed around him, bodies slick and spent.
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