He is generally satisfied, but doesn't require more.

Victor's eyebrow raises once he sees my open mouth, clear of any of his spunk. “Thank you?” he asks in response. His tone sounds like he is unsure whether to thank me for my gesture. “At least there is no mess involved when you do that, but I wonder if you liked the taste of it. I'm used to blowing on the girl's face rather than the girl swallowing, but I think it's good that we don't have to waste time cleaning.” He gently removes my hands from his cock and gets to his feet. Since I always take a submissive role in my sessions, I am used to staying on my knees unless my client wishes me to stand or move however I please. Seeing my puny state kneeling at his feet, my gaze to the sky, meeting his eyes, Victor gestures me to stand. “That will be all Miss Charlene.”

Victor puts his cock away and zips his pants. He stretches a hand to the door, where I entered. I assume that he doesn't wish for anything more, which in turn would rack up more time on my clock and he'd have to pay for it. I make no delay and grab my bag. I do not have to fix my outfit since the only part of my body that did the servicing was my mouth. I make my way for the door, glad that my time as Charlene would not be expiring soon.

"Wait!" Victor says as soon as the door is halfway open. "You dropped this!"