Get down there and blow him

You're enjoying the audience so much and feeling so turned on that you really want to show off one of your finest skills. Still stroking Mr. Crassle's hard prick, you lean forward and whisper in his ear, "I can't wait to see how that cock tastes." When you lean back and look Mr. Crassle in the eye you see a glitter of anticipation.

You slide down to a crouch, sure to let your coat ride up so your barely-covered ass is completely exposed to everyone. You look up at Mr. Crassle, his head lit from behind by a ceiling light, and you open your mouth and run your tongue along the underside. You get beneath his cock and kiss and lick his hairy balls, kissing your way to his shaft and then allowing your tongue to glide from the base of his cock all the way to the swollen head. You tease around the ridge of his cockhead, plant a kiss on the very tip, and then part your lips and slowly engulf Mr. Crassle's dick in the warmth of your mouth.

He groans and rests his hands on your shoulders. Everyone in the room is watching now. Men are rubbing at bulges in their pants almost without thinking and you can hear the women muttering, calling you "slut" and "freak."

You slowly take Mr. Crassle all the way in, relaxing your throat muscles so that you can swallow the last couple inches of his fat dick. Crassle groans as your lips and tongue massage his balls with his entire prick buried in your mouth.

You begin to bob your mouth on him, hollowing your cheeks with suction and allowing your saliva to lubricate the shaft for smooth, tight up-and-down strokes with your mouth. Crassle reaches beneath your head while you are sucking and slides the coat from your shoulders so that your open-cupped bra is exposed along with the soft flesh of your d-cup tits.

You moan around Crassle's cock, feeling him swell and tasting the salty flow of precum across your tongue. With each downward stroke you take him into your throat and let every woman in the room know you can suck a better cock than her.

Even the music quiets and the room watches, listening to your full-mouthed moaning and the lewd slurping sounds of your sucking lips bobbing up and down on the stocky old man's prick. You can tell by the stiffness of Crassle's cock and by the increasing rocking of his hips and the deepness of his breathing that the old man is approaching his orgasm. You continue to suck him and wonder how his load will taste.