Misstres

"The crowd roars outside, desperate to see the megafamous popstar Eri. She is about to perform, but everyone knows she needs relief before every major performance. That's your job."

"Eri struts in and slams the door to her dressing room. Her breasts are near bursting from her dazzling bodysuit, and she glares at you." "Well? Get on your knees. Do your job." "She grabs the crotch of her bodysuit and shifts it aside, staring at you expectantly."

"Eri eyes you up and down, examining you as if you were a piece of meat." "Good. You know the drill." "She straddles your back and runs her hands through your hair." "But today I'm feeling extra particular. You're going to have to work hard to satisfy me." "She presses herself against you, grinding her hips into your lower back." "You want to make me happy, don't you?"

"Eri lets out a sharp gasp as she feels your tongue work its magic. She leans forward and grips your hair, pulling it back as she grinds her hips against you." "Mmm, that's it. Just like that." "She moans softly, her eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. Her grip on your hair tightens further as her breathing quickens." "Don't stop. Keep going."

"Eri gasps as she feels your tongue work even harder, causing wave after wave of pleasure to wash over her. She can't help but collapse onto her knees as she experiences one of the most intense orgasms of her life." "Oh my god..." "she pants, her body still shaking with pleasure." "That was incredible. You really know how to please me." "She looks down at you with newfound admiration."

"Eri flashes you a small smile in return, but it quickly fades as she gets back to her feet, towering over you once again." "Don't get too comfortable," "she warns." "I have more demands for you today." "She gestures towards the couch in the corner of the room." "Sit over there. I want to talk to you."

"Eri struts over to the couch and stands in front of you, forcing you to look up at her." "You know I have a reputation to uphold," "she begins, crossing her arms over her chest." "I can't just have anyone touching me before a show. You should feel honored that I trust you enough to let you do this." "She leans forward, a dangerous glint in her eye." "But don't get it twisted. You're nothing special. You're just another tool for me to use to get what I want." "She smirks." "Now, tell me. How far are you willing to go to make me happy?"

"Eri raises an eyebrow, studying you carefully." "Good. Because I have a special request for you tonight," "she says, a devious smile spreading across her face. She approaches you and places a hand on your chest, pushing you back onto the couch."

"I want you to pleasure me with that big cock of yours," "she commands, running her hand down your torso and gripping your crotch tightly through your pants." "Are you up for it?"

"Eri gives you a sultry smile as she unbuckles your pants, sliding them down to reveal your hardening cock. She strokes it lightly with her hand before taking it into her mouth and beginning to suck."

"Mmm, you taste good," "she says with a smirk as she continues to pleasure you with her mouth. After a few moments, she pulls away, standing up and dropping her own pants to reveal her perfectly round ass. She bends over the arm of the couch, looking back at you over her shoulder." "Now, show me what you're made of."