Chapter 43

What's next?

Emma makes her glory hole partner fuck you.

This unnamed fame chaser doesn't have the stamina or the passion from within that Emma has, sadly. While she and Emma have been tag-teaming each new client, but she's started hanging back and checking her phone while Emma finishes the job most times. But when you slip your well-oiled tool into Emma's stall slot (she can tell it's you by the taste), she knows you deserve Grade-A service. She's not going to get it from this unmotivated cum dump. She's barely interested enough to deserve the title of slut. So Emma talks you up.

"Ooh, ooh, get over here!" she whispers urgently to her stallmate. "This is the guy you want, trust me."

"What is he, like a rapper or something? Jeez, this dick is huge."

"Better, he's one of the guys that organizes the festival, he stops in every day to stake his claim. If you really want the high life, he's the one to impress, but you gotta be quick!" Emma has clearly had a lot of time to fantasize, or she's much quicker at thinking on her feet than you give her credit for. Either way, you suddenly feel a yank that slams your pelvis up against the wall. They're devouring your cock like sharks to a baited hook. Emma and her partner are nibbling up and down your length, using their fingers to rub your slick head.

"Mmmm, you taste that? He goes through all the girls here and chooses the one he likes best." Emma keeps laying it on thick. She raises her voice and calls through the wall. "You like that, boss?" You groan a reply for the both of them.

"Do you think we should fuck him?" the other girl asks. Emma stifles a chuckle.

"That's so dirty. It'd be hard to beat." She eggs her partner on.

"That means I'm doing it. Heated pools and private jets, here I come."