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Chapter 7 by Yelawolf Yelawolf

She ask...

"What do you want next sir?"

You smirk down at her, enjoying the view of her kneeling before you, her mouth glistening with your pre-cum. "Good girl," you praise, your voice thick with desire. You take a step back, giving her a moment to catch her breath as you admire the perfect curve of her neck and the way her hair cascades over her bare shoulders. "Now, let's see how well you can handle this," you say, gesturing to your still-hard cock.

The host rises to her feet with a grace that belies her servitude, her eyes never leaving yours. She approaches you, her movements deliberate and seductive. You can see the cogs in her mind turning, planning the next step to maximize your pleasure. She reaches out, her fingertips tracing the veins on your cock, sending a shiver down your spine. "I'm here to satisfy your every need," she whispers, her voice a silky purr.

Without a word, she sinks back down, this time taking your balls in her mouth, sucking and licking them gently. You groan, the sensation unexpected but incredibly pleasurable.

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She's definitely been programmed for this. Her tongue flicks against your sensitive skin, and you feel your legs threaten to buckle. You grip the edge of the counter behind you for support, your eyes rolling back in your head.

Her mouth releases your balls and travels back up to the base of your cock, teasing the underside with slow, deliberate strokes of her tongue. She takes you in again, this time deeper, and you can feel the tip of her tongue pressing against the back of her throat. You're impressed by the lack of hesitation, the absolute dedication to your satisfaction. It's a stark reminder that she's not human, but the distinction matters less and less as she works her magic on you.

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Your hand returns to her hair, guiding her faster, harder. You can feel your orgasm building, a pressure cooker of pleasure about to blow its lid. She senses it too, her movements becoming more urgent, her eyes watering from the effort. You tighten your grip, pushing her down as you thrust into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing with each movement. She's so good, so perfect, it's easy to forget the world outside of this room.

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