Backstage with Jasmine

Jasmine smiles, voice light as she sweeps her arm across the room. 'This is the living room. So, how did you like the house?' Her two clients glance at each other. 'Everything is nice… but the price…' Jasmine tilts her head, eyes bright. 'I know some ways to lower the price,' she says, already sinking to her knees. 'If you do something for me, I’ll do something for you.' Her hands find them both, each cock already hard, and she wraps her fingers around them with easy confidence, stroking one, then the other, letting the moment stretch.