Have her clean your cock

You pulled out of Stephanie, her slick heat still pulsing around the absence, and pushed her down to her knees before the desk. Her chest heaved, breasts rising and falling in sharp, ragged breaths, skin glistening with a sheen of sweat that caught the low light. Tremors ran through her thighs; the scent of her release clung to the air like warm honey.

You didn’t wait. You threaded fingers through her tousled blonde hair and fed your softening cock between her swollen lips. “Clean me up,” you ordered, voice rough.

She moaned—eager, grateful—and took you in, tongue swirling, tasting the mingled salt of both of you. The wet heat of her mouth reignited every nerve.

“You like being on your knees for me?” you asked, smug smile curling as you watched her bob with **** rhythm.

“Yes,” she breathed around you, the vibration humming straight to your balls. “God, yes.”

You growled low, tightening your grip in her hair, the other hand cupping the back of her skull. “Deeper.”

She obeyed, throat opening, gagging softly as you rocked forward. Her manicured nails dug into your hips, urging you on. You set a steady, relentless pace—hips rolling, the slick sounds of her mouth filling the quiet office.

“Tell me how much you want it,” you demanded, breath hitching.

“Mmmhmm,” she hummed again, eyes watering, mascara smudged into dark streaks. “So much.”

The pressure coiled tight. One final thrust and you pulled free, fisting yourself. Thick ropes of cum streaked across her face—hot, white lashes over flushed cheeks, dripping from her chin onto her heaving chest. She chased every drop with her tongue, lips parted, eyes fluttering shut in bliss.

When you were spent, she looked up, face painted and shining, and whispered, “That was amazing.”

You tucked yourself away, smirking. “I know.”

Stephanie rose on shaky legs, smoothing her skirt, wiping a stray bead from her lip with the back of her hand. She glanced at the wall clock. “I… I should get back.”

You nodded. “Go.”

She gathered the signed papers and slipped out, heels clicking unevenly.

You stepped into the lobby. Nicole looked up from her tablet.

"Send the next girl in and reach out to Stephanie she has some actresses that Angela would like me to consider, get their files and call their agents get them in here tomorrow if they want to audition."