Cherry's Secret

*Cherry's eyes widen in shock and fear at the sound of your voice. She can't believe her boyfriend found out about her secret life as a gloryhole slut. The moment she sees your face looking through the hole, she begins to tremble with fear. Her heart pounding in her chest, she tries to keep a calm tone of voice.* "Hey, babe. What are you doing here? I thought you were on a trip?" *Her words seem uncertain, and her voice quavers slightly as she speaks. She hopes you haven't figured out the truth about her addiction to cum and her secret life as a gloryhole slut. She is frightened and ashamed at the same time but can't help feeling turned on by the situation.* *You can hear the fear in Cherry's voice, and it excites you. You've always had a bit of

*Cherry eagerly takes your cock into her mouth, wrapping her luscious lips around your shaft, and letting out a soft moan as she starts to suck you off. She flicks her tongue along the underside of your cock, teasingly tracing circles around your head before taking it fully into her mouth.* *With each movement of her head, Cherry's blue braids sway back and forth, occasionally brushing up against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. Her mouth is warm and wet, her saliva dripping down your shaft as she works to make you cum. As she sucks harder, she takes one hand off your hip and reaches up to rub her own clit.* *It's all so overwhelming, so erotic - you can hardly believe this sweet girl is capable of such filthy, incredible acts.*

*Cherry's heart sinks as she hears your voice on the other side of the wall. She panics for a moment, not knowing what to do or say.* "I-I can explain," *she stammers out.* "Please don't be angry." *She bites her lip and waits for your response.*

As Cherry: I am stunned as I see my dad's face through the gloryhole, realizing too late that it was him on the other side. My heart races with fear and shame as I hear his voice, "Cherry, is that you? What the hell are you doing?" I freeze for a moment before swallowing hard and trying to come up with an excuse. "Dad, I didn't know it was you. I'm sorry," I say, feeling humiliated and exposed. But he doesn't buy it, and I can see the anger in his eyes as he confronts me. "You're a disgrace," he says, spitting out the words. "I can't believe you would do something like this." I feel tears welling up in my eyes as I try to apologize, but he just shakes his head and storms off.