(NOT JENNIFER) Jennifer's hired double for pleasure (oral, boobjob, lap dance, and more)

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The hired girl who is, but isn’t Jennifer, gives you a tiny seductive smile as she closes in. “Hi, Warren?”

She bats her eyes, looking you over with an impressed glance. It’s practiced, but a hint of genuine interest in her curved lips makes you smirk slightly as you introduce yourself to her. She shakes your hand and giggles, her voice more youthful and innocent than Jennifer's, but it adds to the moment's uniqueness, you suppose.

The girl looks at you and offers a smile. “You’re my business tonight? I was worried the circus hired me to help one of the other attractions, but this?” her green eyes go over you. “A contractor? You’re not weird, are you?”

“I’m not sure what you count as weird,” you say, feeling her warmth soak into your clothes as she gets her hands on your shirt and exposed arms. “I could be a freak. Who’s to say?”

“We’re all a little freaky around these parts, contractor,” Jennifer purrs, her nimble fingers finally on your buttons. “As long as you don’t have three dicks and a third ball that glows in the dark, who am I to complain?”

You chuckle a little. You realize she must have an interesting list of clientele, not just from the current circus but also from the other types that roam this area where radiation blows in and cand rates oddities on God’s once green earth. “I assure you, I’ve got nothing you should be afraid of.”

“Good,” Jennifer’s pupils dart up to yours. “Because I could use normality again after. No offense to the circus that cut through here, but I’ve seen some strange fucking people. Come think to think of it… A third glowing ball isn’t as strange as I make it to seem.”

“Perhaps I should have you tell me about your adventures instead of having you. It sounds like you could share some fun things about this area.”

Jennifer shakes her head slightly as she bites her lower lip, investigating how well your buttons are in place. “No… I said I want you, didn’t I?”

“Merely suggested…” You say, placing a hand high on her exposed thigh. “Why don’t you say it?”

Jennifer looks up at you. “I want you to fuck me, Mr. Contractor.”

“And how shall we begin that, Jennifer?”

She looks down and sighs lowly. “How about you help me out of this... innocent costume?” she suggests, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief despite the seductive corset and laced stockings she's wearing.

“Silly?” You pull back slightly and admire the form and fit of her body, giving the corset, laced stockings, and accents of the circus’s standard for all the showgirls. Even if it wasn’t the one you worked with, this Jennifer looked terrific in it.

Jennifer grins, her confidence radiating. “Alright. You’re the boss for the night. How about a dance to get you started, then?”

You nod, anticipation building. She takes your hand, leading you to a cushioned chair with no armrests. Jennifer brushes your shoulders and combs her fingers over your scalp, giving you a good look before turning her back to you, flashing you a pristine view of her plump ass as she strides over to a CD player. “I dance better with music in the background,” she says, giving you a sly glance over her shoulder. “It won’t be intrusive, just enough to fill the nothing of the background.”

The music begins, and she sways her hips to the seductive beat. Without any other noise to distract from the song, it’s loud and gives Jennifer’s movements purpose, slightly exciting you. She sashays towards you, letting the dim lights of the room reflect beautifully from the costume's glitter. The glitter peppers her skin, too. Making everything about Jennifer shimmer.

No more words are exchanged for the time being. Jennifer keeps herself out of reach, not ready to take away the dance’s ability to tease. She turns, sways, and twirls, highlighting everything exposed and laced. However, when Jennifer wraps behind you, you feel her fingers rubbing against your shoulders; her sensual grazes are enough to make your skin prickle. She comes around the corner and squeezes her own ass provocatively in view, giving you a naughty grin and playful wink. She leans in with her hands placed firmly on your thighs.

After a squeeze and suggestive glance between your legs, Jennifer looks back at you and kisses you softly on your cheeks, drawing her lips near your ear. “No touching me, babe. Not yet.”

Her fingers dig into the denim on your pants before crawling toward your zipper, but she doesn’t pull on the fly or even caress the button holding you inside. Instead, she walks her fingers all over your waist, pressuring your muscles as they tense against Jennifer’s gentle finger pads.

Jennifer smiles to herself, enjoying the sight of the bulge forming where your cock rests inside your jeans and underwear. The arousal is so intense she can almost smell it. Her hands rub against the form, then she traces it with her index. A hot breath brushes your face as Jennifer exhales while poking at the party sausage swelling your pants and moans.

You grab her wrist and guide her chin to look at you. There’s no hint of shame in her eyes as she finally giggles. “You’re hard… And you look fucking thick, Warren,” she glances down and bites her lower lip. “You’re going to be a sight to behold… a masculine masterpiece…”

Her words are joined with subtle motions. By the time Jennifer ends her observation, she’s close enough to kiss you, and that’s precisely what she does. Smooth, cherry-flavored lips press against yours. Not a second is wasted. Her lips part, and Jennifer darts her sexy tongue to rub against yours.

Jennifer leans in, moaning as she practically jerks you off with her fingertips, focusing on every point of connection like it’s a bomb she desperately wants to set off. She pulls away and swears ruthlessly. “Fuck. Contractors are always so much fun. I hardly ever even want them to pay for my services.”

She doesn’t bother with the button. She enjoys the struggle of taking you between your zipper. Jennifer manages it in such a way she actually makes it hotter. When your erection is exposed, she gleefully giggles and grips your cock with one hand, waving it side to side as she exclaims. “Fuuuuck! Look at you~!! I knew that confidence had a source!!”

Jennifer rolls her fingers up your cock, feeling the girth and length as she looks at the veins and studies them like they’re pieces of a favorite painting. Her touch is warm, somehow more exotic than the other girls you’ve been around, too.

“What a massive fucking pillar of a cock you have,” she swallows, her tongue still wet with your spit. Her eyes struggle to focus on your eyes, too distracted by your throbbing meat. She tightens her grip and moans softly again. “Does Jennifer know what she’s missing out on?”

A few strokes in. The tightness enveloping and hot… One pump. Two pumps… Six pumps. It’s slow gentle, and the tightness is alternating. Jennifer gets a feel for everything with her hand. She looks back at you. “I’m dripping, baby. But… there’s so much to see still, isn’t there?” She sucks on her teeth, amazed. “Fuck~!”

“How about you get the rest of out then? Because now I’m interested in what other attributes you have.”

Jennifer looks up and blows an irate strand of hair from her face. “Sure…Just a few more strokes…”

Once satisfied with her “tests,” Jennifer. She eventually nods and dips down to knees, now eye-level with your bouncing penis as it almost begs to be touched by her fingers again. Her fingers dart to your buttons and undo them so she can throw them aside. With your pants are also your underwear, leaving you in only your shirt.

The heat in the room, rubbing in with the warmth of her fingertips and palm, had made your manhood sticky and sagging before Jennifer even had a chance to see it. You suppose the brief walk you took to get to this loveshack might’ve assisted in the presentation, but seeing Jennifer’s face light up is priceless, nonetheless. “Perfect…”

Her gaze narrows as her hands rub your exposed thighs, spreading you wide as she coils between them. She guards her mouth and examines your cock and testicles with her fingertips. Her touch is like whispers of sex to your genitals. She whispers low praises and sucks on her upper lip, fixated on more than just the cock now. “Well, now… now I have to know,” she whispers, drawing close to your soft tissue.

You expected tongue…lips… spittle… Instead, you feel the tip of her nose poke between your two balls and cool air seeping into her nose-holes. Jennifer inhales your scent and sighs with deep satisfaction. “So salty and musky… Your aroma is orgasmic!”

Jennifer locks eyes with you as she starts to praise your member like no one else has ever done. Her hands gripping you once again as she begins a slow and sensual handjob. Her smelling makes it more intimate than sex. “You smell delicious… And I think it’s time I…”

She trails off, her words impeding what’s to come. Her jaw lowers, and her tongue snakes out to meet the slit of your cock head, lapping up the precum like milk for a kitten. “The final test is taste,” she whispers, denying you her lips.

The same tongue that was used to lap up your cum sticks back out and lathers around the crease where your thigh meets your body. It’s a place rarely touched, and the first sensation of her tongue coming out makes you moan. Her eyes return to your gaze once distracted by what she was doing. The color of her green eyes is deep now, and you stare directly back at her as she works her way to your scrotum. Her tongue stretches the folds of your package, licking left to right, up and down.

She tilts her head to one side and grabs your head. “Hold me…” You feel the inside of her jaw move as her tongue laps around and tastes you. She closes her eyes and focuses on what’s making her taste buds tingle. The velvety smooth exterior of her tongue rolling around your low-hanging balls is orgasmic and puts all other mouths to shame. God forgive you for thinking as you hold the side of her hand in place.

“You’re warm,” she whispers. “Earthy… and amazingly intoxicating, baby. I can’t believe how good you taste in my mouth…”

It’s not over. Jennifer opens her eyes and meets yours again, and without saying a word, she slowly drags the end of her tongue to the base of your throbbing penis. The sensation is no less smooth or endearing. It’s still captivating and elevates you to the point of insanity. Every inch of her slow pace is felt. The end of the tip traces the ridges and valleys of your cock as it travels to your head… “Tangy,” she whispers, still looking at you. “Slightly sweet… and I want more…”

Jennifer closes her eyes and resumes licking your shaft, not saying a word as she steadily travels up and down your cock. Jennifer’s oral game surpasses all standards and sets new records. Your hand leaves her jaw and trains to the back of her head… For the remainder of her licking, that’s where your hand lingers… Your breath steadily increases as Jennifer partakes more and more of you. She sees and hears your reaction to her growing aggressive and pulls away.

There’s no voiced suggestion. She gives you a better view of her breasts, encased by the glittering corset, and sways her chest side to side, giving you enticing angles before she begins to pull at the unseen strings behind her back. “I’m not done teasing you yet. Merely…building the tension between us. Jennifer paid for the premium package, and I have no wish to disappoint one of my most impressive clients.”

Her eyes dart to the throbbing cock awaiting attention, and slips her breasts out into the warm air. The nipples are already erect. Just like her, you don’t wait for an invite; you reach and grab her breasts and pinch them gently, but once you hear Jennifer’s sweet voice release a puff of excited air, you pinch them again, now harder. She looks up at you and smirks, the pale of her cheeks going rosy pink. “I think it’s time you showed me how much of a man you really are and take the reigns for a bit.”

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Jennifer arches her back slightly, pressing her tits towards you. “I was hoping you’d say that. The last client that tried this was… lackluster, but you?”

She trails off, watching you align yourself between her fuckable pillows, and helps you between her breasts. The tip nestles between her warm valley and then sticks out from the tip, close to her chin. As you start to thrust, however. You discover she can lick it if she tries… Which you tell her to do between your slow and forceful thrusts.

Your eyes continue to engage in the intense gaze as you fuck her breasts. The gentle slap and crash of your joining bodies is more audible than the forgotten music in the background.

Again and again… Again and again…

Jennifer moistens her lips and then flicks her tongue out, a droplet of her saliva hitting the end of your fuck-rod as it pokes in and out of her cleavage. She smiles gleefully, breaking the gaze occasionally to watch your cock pump between her ample pressed-together-chest.

“Fuck them harder,” Jennifer coos up at you, cupping her tits around your cock, squeezing them tightly around you. “Please fuck my tits harder.”

You part your legs further apart and join your hands in the effort, holding Jennifer’s tits around you as your legs lift into the action zone. She sticks her tongue, eagerly flicking your tip whenever you get close enough to lash. The view from your angle is nothing sort of erotic, so you continue to thrust harder, treating her cleavage as a pussy. She gulps and moans, her eyes fixated on yours again while she whimpers.

Finally, she bursts. “Fuck my mouth! Fuck my mouth instead!!”

You stand with her still on her knees. Her eyes follow the tip of your cock as she licks her lips in anticipation. There’s so much lust in her eyes you don’t think you’ll see the same look in anyone else ever again… The hired escort leans forward and presses her lips against your base, kissing it gently as she takes a firm grip on your balls and pulls you closer. “I’m ready~...”

You reach for the back of her hair and grab a handful of her red hair, making a messy love handle as you handle yourself from the base. You pull her head back while grabbing yourself from the base, guiding your tip to her glossy lips.

The first inch penetrates Jennifer’s lips like nothing. The second…third…fourth…fifth… Her eyes remain on yours as she takes your hardness. She gurgles you, milking your underside while tugging sharply on your ballsack, the pain subtracted by pleasure as you tighten your grip on her hair, forcing another couple of inches beyond her threshold. She gags, her eyes widened momentarily before she contracts her throat muscles around you. Your length mashed into her mouth as if she were made for this type of pleasure.

A slight gag, the pressure, and sensation almost overwhelming for both of you as you spear in. She pauses, and her right eye twitches before she forces herself to suck and swallow, struggling to breathe through her nose as she holds your thighs for support. It doesn’t take long for her throat muscles straining around you to relax and accommodate for the blockage…

You pull back slightly and ram back inside. Jennifer gasps, continuing to suck. Her fingers squeeze your thighs suddenly harder as you take the first serious thrust into her virgin-like throat.

Your thrusts become rougher with every pass. It’s a subtle build that she takes in, her tongue busy with her fingers hanging onto you. She opens her mouth wider, and for a single thrust, you hear her moan loudly before getting stuffed again before she slacks her jaw in time with another one of your sudden hard throws.

Her breathing starts becoming labored and tight… Ragged even as she struggles to keep up with her own desires to allow you a full plow into her mouth. The sloppiness of the oral fuck dripping on your feet and her thighs as she refuses to pull away to push you back. You swear she’s pulling you back whenever you time another thrust.

After almost a full minute of raw-face-fucking, you finally pull entirely out and grip yourself, stroking your meat inches from her lips as she takes in deep breaths of air. She stares at you, tears streaming down her cheeks as she giggles against your sudden striking… You’re slapping her hot and wet cheeks with your slick rod, the bubbles and layers of stringy spit dripping down to your balls.

“Now…” she takes a deep breath. “I want you to fuck and claim my ass!”

“You want this to go plugging your ass?” You don’t pause self-pleasuring yourself. But you are a little surprised to hear Jennifer to be submitting her asshole to such a stretch.

Jennifer nods eagerly in response to your surprise, though. She stands on her knees and removes her panties, leaving her only in a half-worked corset and leggings. The glitter of the costume still remains on her pale skin, but she’s sweat most of it off. “I’m ready for you~!”

She spins around, spreading her cheeks for full display. You kneel perfectly behind her and join her hands as she pushes herself back so you can get hands-on sooner, even if it’s just a millisecond sooner… She wants you to on her. Jennifer rocks back and forth, moaning like a needy wife finally getting her husband again as you touch her cheeks…

Your fingers are joined by her digits, too. You tease close to her clutched anus and spit down on it, lubing the point of penetration with a careful wad and an even more tentative poke with your pinky. The hole sucks in on your pinky. “You’re one hell of an escort, girl.”

A pitched gasp comes out of her mouth as she feels your spit-assisted pinky stick into her greedy ass. You think she tries to reply with something, but your pinky alone makes it impossible to voice something that you can understand. You spit again and stuff it all in, making her feet lift from the floor. With your other hand, you strike her left cheek so hard the slapping noise mutes the soundtrack, still needlessly playing.

The cry of pain that fills the room after the slap rings loud even after it fades into silence. The mark of pleasure remains prominent as the struck cheek starts to turn pink with enticing ****. She looks back at you with a face beautifully contorted with lust. “I don’t let just anybody into there, Warren, but I think I’d be an idiot if I didn’t give you a chance to fuck it.”

Her voice is barely above a whisper as she admits her vulnerability. “Take me, baby… And don’t hold back…!”

Feeling a sense of superiority, you spank her other cheek hard, and she wails out in a pitched moan, jolting forward as her feet kick out in reaction. Jennifer continues kicking her feet even as you firmly sit behind her, your hands tightening. You rub a hand down her back to relax her, and by the time you reach the small of Jennifer’s back, she’s just panting… but still tense.

“Take me,” she whispers, her words dripping with complete submission while surrendering her sensitive hole to you. “Take me so hard I can’t imagine taking any-one-one else into my ass…”

You guide in… Line up… and thrust hard. The first few inches are easily taken into her asshole, but she gasps as the first sign of true resistance presents itself to you. The sudden invasion and surge of cock inside of her ass puts her in shock for a long second… In the meantime, you can still feel her hole swallowing and sucking-- maybe trying to push you out as she digs her nails into her carpet and blankets around the floor.

You pull out and then thrust back in, making no new headway with her tight tunnel. Jennifer’s toes curl as she realizes her body might already be stretched to its limit. Embarrassed, she shakes her head and pushes herself back into your slick rod. It’s a slow but pleasurable battle as you feel more and more of your cock slipping into her butt hole. The sensation is so tight in your head that the room almost starts to spin until you gasp in pleasure with Jennifer. You pull out and gingerly re-apply the pressure from your penetration, now working your fingers on her clit.

“Which one do you want more of?” You ask Jennifer, slowing your thrusting and fingering at the same time.

“Yes,” Jennifer croaks, not answering the question intelligently.

“Of which?” You say, slowing down more.

“Yes!” She begs, her body shaking.

“Of this?” You pause your hips and vigorously finger her drooling pussy. She’s squirting in seconds and is shaking with intense moans; she sprays all over the floor in a loud moan, drenching you and the floor in her clear liquids.

“Or this?” Using the gained room in her ass, you ram your cock deeper into her asshole, putting an end to her shaking and frenzied moaning into a state of pure bliss as she moans even louder, perhaps having a secondary rapid orgasm as your cock ruins her ability to do any coherent thinking her sex-bathed-brain.

“Or maybe both?” You say, taking a moment to focus on your fingers and cock on all points of connected pleasure. Your fingers dance around her slit and clit as your cock slips in and out of her asshole to the part you KNOW she’s having a third orgasm; she whimpers and cries, lowering herself to the floor with everything but her ass and sloppy vagina stuck to the air.

“Ooh, god!! What the fuuuck!!? YES! YES!! BEST FUCKING CLIENT EEEVERR!!” She shouts, undoubtedly having the best and biggest orgasm of her life as you bring her rapidly to a fourth consecutive orgasm in moments after the last 3… You aren’t even sure if “abused” is the right word to describe the scene you are seeing because she’s head over heels for this moment and shows no indication of displeasure. Not even Arabella or either of the twins has demonstrated such dedication to such acts, and it turns you on.

You grab her waist and pull her to you, pressing her back against your chest as you reduce your speed to something more passionate and lover-like as you hold her close. The sounds of her heavy breathing were intense in the room. The music had long ago ended, but the pitches sounds of labored fucking sound better anyway.

She reaches behind you and puckers her mouth for you, and you kiss her sloppily as you pump your hips into hers. The position is awkward at first, but as you feel her sweat and heat mingle against you, you forget about how strange it is and lower her back down, moaning in her ears as you murmur her name again and again… She does the same and starts cumming yet again as you begin unloading a massive load of hot sperm into her bum.

Jennifer screams as she feels the first shot of your hot load jetting inside her depths. Your warmth fills you to the point that your load is spilling out. It concludes with her that all meaning outside your connected bodes loses purpose and meaning. Her fifth and last orgasm of the night is shared with one of your most substantial loads ever…

“G-get off!” She shakes, falling forward, falling into the blankets and pillows. “F-fuck…~!! FUCK! Oh, my fuck… Oh, fuck… That… was…” Jennifer exhales. “Amazing… please… lay with me as I… catch… my breath…”