He'll take his blowjob now

With a heavy exhale, John's hands move down to his pants. Jennifer sighs in relief, smiling as she looks away. If the blonde bitch had kept her eyes on him, she would have noticed that he had only pushed his pants down enough to expose his hard, throbbing cock.

“How about you make it up to me now?” John murmured, bringing the celebrity’s attention back to him. Her eyes widened when she sees his dick, despite just having offered to please him, her mouth dropping open in an ‘o’ of surprise.

“Oh! Um…” she glanced back toward the limo driver, but if the driver were paying any attention, they didn’t show it.

“You should probably hurry,” John said. “We’re going to be arriving soon, right?”

Jennifer only hesitated for a moment longer before she swept aside the long skirts of her dress—momentarily revealing her lacy thong—and knelt down between his knees. Her hands shook as she took his cock in her hand and leaned down, giving John's tip a timid kiss. A moment later, she proved what a whore she was as she wrapped her lips around him and began sucking him off.

It was amazing to see the actress’s golden head bouncing up and down in his lap, feeling her hot and wet mouth around his dick. In her hurry to get John off, Jen was apparently eschewing technique in favor of enthusiasm, slobbering over you like a two-bit slut. John weren’t sure if the popular actress was purposely trying to ruin his pants, making him have to change if he wanted to be presentable (Ha!) or if she was this dirty in real life.

Either way, it felt heavenly as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth, hearing the wet gacks as she **** herself to swallow him, slurping down his dick. The sounds filled up the limo, the plush carpet unable to muffle the noise of her blowjob. It was obvious that she wanted to get John off as quickly as possible so he could change. Then, keeping her blue eyes locked on his, she pushed down as far as she could. John couldn't help but groan as he feel her throat convulsing around his fat length. She even added her tongue to the mix, extending it so that it could dance across his balls.

However, just as quickly as it had started, Jennifer pulls off of him, replacing her mouth and throat with her hand as she catches her breath. She’d left so much spit and slobber on his dick that her handjob created a wet, squelching noise that almost matched the sounds her blowjob had produced. Her face was pink with exertion and tears were forming at the edge of her eyes, threatening to ruin her mascara, as she furiously pumped his glistening length. Her stylish bun had started coming undone, a few strands of golden hair hanging free from her tight tangle.

“You’re going to cum soon, right baby?” Jennifer asked breathlessly. “You’ll warn me, right? I can’t afford to ruin my makeup…”