Leon pushed through the velvet curtains of the strip club, the bass thumping like a heartbeat in his chest. The air smelled of sweat and cheap champagne, but his eyes locked on her instantly—a busty brunette with an hourglass figure that screamed confidence, her hips swaying like she owned the night. She caught his stare and approached with a sly grin, her low-cut top barely containing her assets.
"Eyes up here, stranger," she said, voice sharp as a whip. "Or are you just here to window-shop?"
"Window-shopping's for amateurs," Leon shot back, matching her wit. "I'm Leon, and I prefer hands-on negotiations."
She chuckled, circling him like a predator. "Vanessa. And negotiations? Cute. But I don't play small. VIP room—now. Unless you're scared of a woman who knows what she wants."
In the private glow of the VIP lounge, Vanessa locked the door and turned, her gaze dropping to his belt. "Pull it out. Let's see the goods."
Leon smirked, unzipping slowly. His 6-inch cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing. Vanessa arched a brow, stepping closer without hesitation. "Not a monster, but it has... potential. What do you like?" No—wait, he flipped it. "What do you like, Vanessa?"
She laughed, bold and unyielding, pressing her body against his. "I like a man who can keep up. Horny doesn't begin to cover it—my pussy's already wet, dripping with anticipation. Think you can handle this ass?" She spun, grinding against him, her curves firm and commanding.
Leon groaned, hands exploring as she took charge, dropping to her knees with a wicked smile. "Blowjob first—show me that tongue's as sharp as your lines." She wrapped her lips around his hard cock, sucking with expert rhythm, her tongue swirling while her fingers teased his balls. Panting, she pulled back briefly. "Mmm, not bad. But I want more—make me cum before I let you near this dripping pussy."
Sweating now, Leon matched her energy, flipping her onto the velvet couch. Vanessa straddled him, strong thighs pinning his hips as she guided his cock inside her wet, tight heat. "Deeper, Leon—don't hold back. I came here for fireworks, not whispers." Their bodies slammed together, her ass bouncing with each thrust, moans turning to pants as she rode him relentlessly, dictating the pace. "Harder—yes, like that!" she gasped, her pussy clenching around him.
The room filled with the sounds of skin slapping and ragged breaths, building to an explosive peak where she demanded every drop. "Cum for me—fill me up!" Vanessa cried, her body shuddering in climax as Leon exploded inside her, cum mixing with her juices in a sweaty, panting frenzy.
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