Bend Ivy over and fuck her... After I pay her more.

“I can waste a bit more time with you,” you smile at Ivy as she gingerly swipes your cum off of her face. Then, you reach for her, and she grabs your wrist.

“I’m expecting a little more cash then,” she blinks and sticks her finger in her mouth. “I’m the best in here.”

Ivy’s desire for money is a little annoying, but you suppose it’s her line of work, so you don’t overthink about it. Instead, you fish around in your pocket for the last remaining bills of cash you have on your person.

Ivy fingers the money and fans herself with it when you hand it over. And sets it aside. “Personally, I think rich guys are pretty hot.”

Your eyes travel around her body. Regardless of the reasons why she finds you attractive, you simply admire her body for what it is. Not to mention her face, still reflecting the streaks of your sperm.

She tells you to get off the chair, and you do. When Ivy strips out of her panties, she climbs onto the leather surface and puckers herself out to you. Her asshole is pink, and her pussy glistens. The sight is what to behold, and you catch your breath. There’s no doubt she’s the best piece of fuckable meat here. She looks over her shoulder and winks as she wiggles her near-perfect ass at you. There’s no rhythm to the music anymore, just lust and seduction.

A slight twitch indicates your member is almost ready for another round of physical love. “Fuck, girl.”

Ivy smiles a toothy grin. “I don’t whore myself to ugly sacks of shit either. But, a girl has to have her standards, you know?”

You lumber towards and touch her body. Smooth, warm, tender, and untouched for the day. You lick your lips and explore her for the body. Ivy squirms in your grip, being playful with her body and words, showering you with compliments. It doesn’t take long for your member to finally throb to life. You grip yourself and spank it against Ivy’s cheeks. A lewd slapping noise joins all of purring and giggling. Her heart starts to race a little faster as you focus on the situation on hand. Finally, you can’t take it any longer. Still gripping your cock, you guide your cock between her legs, finding her sopping wet gash.

“God damn… I do this to you?”

Ivy pushes herself close, making you unintentionally dip your tip-in. She tenses and flexes her hole around your head. She gasps and looks back. The remaining shreds of her lingerie make her look like a prized wife, the very least a girlfriend worth bragging about. “Yes, you did, sir. You made my pussy drenched and my mouth water.”

She pushes herself back further, making your cock go deeper. “I can still taste your meat inside my mouth. All that cum you gave me too! Oh, my God~!!”

“Keep talking like that,” you grunt and grab her hips. “Don’t stop.”

“You need verbal encouragement? If that’s all that it takes for you fuck me up, then I’ll do exactly that~,” Ivy arches her back and starts panting as her barriers are broken. “I wanted a chat. Instead, I got a stud with a big dick and an amazing sex drive!”

Ivy swallows, her head dropping low. “Handsome. Confident. Playboy. Your pronouns don’t do you justice- a cock that experienced deserves p-praise!”

Another inch drives deeper. Her smooth walls tighten around you. For someone that has whored themselves as often as this, you’re amazed that she’s this tight. Your mind jogs, thinking that perhaps there haven’t been many that have met her standards. Being one of the lucky few that have had the pleasure to do this to a girl this good-looking makes you harder.

“Don’t be shy,” Ivy says. “I already sucked you off until you came. You don’t have to be gentle. You can go faster. You can be rough. You can treat me just the way you want.”

You do as she suggests and begin going faster. You change your grip by reaching for her shoulders with one hand and then spanking her with the other. Your harsh slap makes her body jolt and her skin ripple. Her pale ass is now tinted with a slight color of pink, matching the color of her asshole and pussy. She moans, looking at you with eyes ignited with inhumane lust. Your cock stretches itself between her puffy lips. You were already pre-lubricated, but a new blanket of natural juices makes this slate work; fucking Ivy like you want to.

Her snatch takes your pounding, and she remains bent, only moving because of the raw **** you are putting behind your thrusts. “Oh~ shit. You’re really making a mess out of me.”

Pap~ pap~ pap~ PAP~!!

The world around you fades. But, again, all that matters now is the girl in front of you. You change your grip again, but this time you grab a handful of her hair and tug on it, making her grunt. Your actions cause her tunnel to clamp around you tighter. You send yourself forward, becoming fully enveloped by her vagina- balls deep and throbbing.

“Oh, fuck…I can feel every inch of your cock~! It’s going to make me cum~!!” Ivy squirms, milking your penis with subtle movements. Then, finally, you let go of her hair, and she starts moving herself forwards and backward, impaling herself repeatedly until she’s so close to her climax she stops and shutters. “Make me cum. I’m so fucking close that I feel my head spinning.”

You slowly pull back and then slowly push back in. She’s tightly winded around you, so every movement floods your nerves of sexual stimulation and dips your brain in dopamine. Your change of pace makes her growl and then moan in frustration. “Please make me cum.”

Hearing her beg and feeling her tightness, you figure it’s the least you could do for all of this. So you start going faster, losing all the gentleness before hearing Ivy crack under pressure.

Pap pap~ pap~ pap~ PAP PAP~!

“Oh, yes! Just like that! Just like that! Fuck, yes! Oh, my God! YES!” Ivy’s fingers dig into the fabric of the chair. Her nails deep into the seams. Her voice is undoubtedly bleeding out to the hall. Regular people, staff or not, can hear Ivy getting her tunnel railed by you. She tenses and lets out a harsh gasp. “I’m~ going to cum! I’m going to cum! You’re making me cum!!”

It takes a little longer to cum, but within the next 2-3 minutes of you raw-dogging her; she finally releases what she’s been holding back. A flood of hot honey and some of her dignity gushes around you. Your cock, is slimy with bliss, and your balls are dotted with transparent substances. Ivy goes almost limp when her body shatters under the weight of her orgasm, allowing you further access to her hole. “Ah~hah~ hah~! Aahh! Oh, hhahh~!!??”

Ivy’s gone warm; she fidgets to new positions and shifts, placing her chin on the chair and swallows, still getting rocked with half her body puckered just you. It sounds like someone is stirring food beneath your sloppy bodies. You reach around and grab her breasts, squeezing them thoroughly while occasionally visiting her nipples for a pinch.

“I’m getting close,” you announce. “Where do you want it to go?”

“Fuck me a little longer,” Ivy responds. “I can’t get enough of this feeling. O- of your cock…of my body…molding around your shape. Oh, my fucking God.”

Over and over, you run your hard-on into Ivy’s petite form until you are once again getting close to your limit. You pant and grunt, thrusting your hips into Ivy’s backside, making it ripple by ****.

Her cries become mumbled and hissed. Her pussy clamps on your penis, creating a grip that keeps your nerves active and your brain stuck on sex and her body. Your hands rub her body and play with Ivy’s breasts as they bounce against the crashes of your gender's meeting.

“Where do you want it?” You announced, exhaling through your teeth. Your overstimulation dick can’t hold back much longer.

“Why are you asking me?” Ivy asks. “Do whatever you want with me~!!”