Leon pushed through the velvet curtains of the strip club, the bass thumping like a heartbeat as scantily clad dancers writhed under neon lights. His gaze locked on Victoria—a busty size queen whose curves commanded the room, her ass swaying with unapologetic power. She spotted him instantly, striding over with a sharp grin. "Fresh meat? I'm Victoria, and I don't do shy. You look like you're already imagining what's under this dress."
"Leon," he managed, pulse racing. "Just here for... whatever's on offer."
She chuckled, grabbing his wrist with firm confidence. "VIP. Now. Let's cut the bullshit and see if you can handle a woman who knows what she wants." In the secluded room, she shoved him onto the plush couch, her eyes gleaming with witty challenge. "Pull it out."
Leon hesitated, then unzipped, his 6-inch cock springing free, already hard and twitching under her gaze. "What... what do you like?" he asked nervously.
Victoria giggled, circling him like a predator. "Standards, darling—my pussy doesn't settle for anything less than a cock that stretches it wide, makes me dripping wet and begging. Yours? Cute, but average. Still, I could wrap my hand around that hard cock and make you cum quick. Handjob's on the menu."
But her breath hitched as she stroked him, her own body betraying her—pussy growing wet, dripping with unexpected heat. "Fuck it," she purred, strong hands yanking off her top to reveal heaving breasts. "You're making me horny. Let's escalate." She dropped to her knees for a teasing blowjob, tongue swirling until he was panting, then climbed atop him, guiding his cock into her slick pussy. They moved in a frenzy, her riding with fierce control, ass grinding as sweat beaded on their skin. "Deeper, Leon—don't hold back," she demanded wittily between moans. He came hard, cum spilling as she clenched around him, both exploding in shared ecstasy.
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