Callgirl

I slip into my evening role once the office lights go out. Rich men pay well for company, and one of them has summoned me to his villa tonight. Inside, the air smells of leather and aftershave. He watches while I peel off my dress, and the moment my lips close around him the night tilts into something raw. I take him deep, working my tongue until he grows slick and heavy. Later, bent over silk sheets, I offer every hole. He pushes past the tight ring of muscle and claims my ass with long, steady thrusts until his finish paints my face in warm streaks.