"What did you have in store for me?"

Jennifer grins mischievously, teasingly eyeing up your swollen cock as it strains helplessly in the air.

“Aw, did a little boy think he was getting lucky tonight? Think he was going to get Jennifer sucking on his little cock?”

She pouts a little, and adjusts her dress, showing ample cleavage. You try not to look but can’t help it. Damn she’s got nice tits! You want to lean forward and rip her dress down, grab them, **** her to suck on your cock...

She grins as your cock twitches, and settles back into her chair, crossing her lovely, slender legs. “Having a little fantasy are we!” she says. “Too bad, loser. But tell me… I’m curious. What did your dirty little mind have planned for me if you’d won?”

A bead of sweat breaks out on your brow. You can’t help it – your eyes dart nervously to your bag.

Jennifer’s eyes follow and widen knowingly. “Oh! In there, is it? Well, lets have a look.”

“No!” You say weakly, but too late, as Jennifer empties you bag onto the bed and lets out a delighted laugh.