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You waffle. You take a step, then stop. Are you really going to punch Jeb, one of your best customers? Are you really going to start a fight with a guy like him, fat and old, but still much bigger than you?

"What's it gonna be?" Jeb asks, taking his hands off Scarlett's head for a moment to give you a mocking shrug.

And suddenly you have a moment of clarity. You notice it, when Jeb takes his hands off Scarlett's head. She doesn't pull her mouth off his cock. She doesn't budge an inch. She stays right where she is, with his member down her throat, right where she wants it.

"Are you gonna show me that you're a man or not?" Jeb asks, pissed, scornful.

"Yeah, I'm gonna show you." you say walking up with purpose now, your cock growing in your pants, ready to go again. You grab Scarlett's hair. It's messy and knotted from a long hot night of sweaty fucking. "I'm gonna show you that you're doing this wrong."

You push Scarlett's head up against the nearest wall with one hand, as you fervently undo your pants with the other.

Your cock pops out, feeling the humid night air for the second time tonight. You think you see a small smile creep across Scarlett's sweaty face.

With the back of her head now up against a wall, you're free to fuck her throat with as much intensity as you can possibly muster.

And you do. You thrust your pulsing manhood between those lovely spit-covered lips and fuck as hard as your body will let you. The sensation is fantastic, feeling her throat contract around your cock as your head pushes down it, then pulling back and feeling the spit flooding her mouth, surrounding your junk.

You fuck her throat harder than you fucked her pussy earlier. And you realize just how amazing your night has been, that you can even think such a thing. Scarlett Johansson, one of the most famous, beautiful women on the planet.

After about a minute of skullfucking her, you relent and pull your cock out. Her saliva explodes all over the place, all over the floor, all over her.

You wonder if she's ever felt this utterly debased.

And for a moment you'd almost forgotten about Jeb who has watched this whole thing unfold. He laughs to himself. "So that's how it's gonna be. A minute ago yer tellin' me I was doing something wrong, and now yer doing it to."

"Well you were doing something wrong." you answer like a smartass, "and then I did it better."

"Better?" Jeb isn't pissed, he's just playing. He kneels down in front of Scarlett who is breathing heavily, gasping for air, trying to find her breath again. "Did he do it better?"

It takes her a long time to respond but finally she catches her breath and gives him a whispered response. "Yes"

Jeb nods exactingly. You don't get the sense that he's going to accept being defeated. "Okay, then. You know what I'm gonna do?"

Scarlett shakes her head. She seems terrified and excited.

You wonder to yourself, how the hell did you get here?