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Follow her to her room
She asks you to close the door as you come in. “This one isn’t allowed at the bar, takes too long. Come and help me out.” She spills a clear liquid into a glass and holds it to your lips for a sip. Wow! It’s strong. “It’s not finished yet we need to add your special ingredient.” She unbuttons your pants and pulls your zipper down grabs your dick and dips the tip into the glass, Ah cold!
She sets the glass aside oils her hands and starts to gently tug you off. Her hands are soft and slippery she’s stroking you like it’s no big deal and your body is responding to the tender stimulation. “You might have heard of cum eating encouragement, but have you heard of drinking it? This really puts the cock in cocktail!” Her expression looks like she’s talking about the weather, while she’s saying some of the most perverted stuff you’ve ever heard, in person at least. She pops a titty out of her shirt and pinches her nipple it shines with a thin coat of oil as she bounces it playfully, she’s still stroking with her free hand “That’s it, now we’re cooking with gas! You know the only thing hotter than watching a guy swallow his own cum, is sharing his load. Will you share your cocktail with me? Pretty pleaseee?”
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