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Chapter 11
by Artican
What does Avery do to impress the man?
Avery Shows Herself off to Him
Avery crawled up on the table and stood on her knees. The man in the full mask looked on silently. The only feature she could make out on him was his light blue eyes that seemed to pierce through her with a dangerous stare. The rest of his face with hidden behind that glossy black latex. She would have expect it to be matched with a full on gimp suit, but he, like all the other men, was in a dapper tuxedo. His jacket was strung over his chair behind him, but he was still eloquently coiffed in a fine white dress shirt and straight cut dark pants. He sat straight and waited motionless.
The reporter shook herself out of her analysis and reminded herself that she still need to win this stranger over before anything could happen. She placed her hands over her body. It was hot despite the coolness of the subterranean location. Her nipples were still hard to the touch and she played with them a little, biting her lower lip as she gave the man a sidelong glance. The man didn’t budge. His eyes remained trained on her like it was some sort of eye exam. Avery began to question whether this man was even here for the sex. She needed to try harder. She started to hug and grope herself. Her hips bounced up and down and she tried to get into the music, waving her hips from side to side. She wanted to look like she was having a good time here and hoped that the mood would be infectious. She gave the stranger a naughty grin before turning around to showcase her ass. On her knees, she was able to lean onto the table to jut her butt out, exposing her holes for the man she just met. She reached down and rubbed herself, shocked to realize how wet she had become. The masked redhead lifted her right leg up and arced it around so that she could turn to face the masked stranger. Sitting on the table, she continued to rub her snatch while eyeing her voyeur. The mask gave away no hints. She looked him in the eyes again. He looked at her longingly. She could make out the desire for the focus of his stare. She grinned and licked her lips, pulling her fingers out. She watched as the gaze followed her fingers up to her lips. When they slipped into her mouth only to come out clean of her juices, she thought she could make out him visibly tremble.
Avery continued to play with herself for the man, turning her body around to show it off in the most alluring angles that she could think of. Finally, the man stood up.
What does the man do next?
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The Hook Up Artist
A compendium of sexual connections
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