Off Camera Fucking

How many hours had passed?

They weren’t streaming anymore. Indeed, this wasn’t about the content.

Selina Kyle, aka Catwoman, was in her element. She was his now, his little bitch, and she was damn proud of it. Her lips slid down his shaft, taking more and more of him into her mouth until she was deepthroating him with ease. Her throat muscles contracted around him, milking him as she pulled back only to take him all the way down again.

“Fuck, Selina,” Aaron groaned, his hips lifting slightly off the bed. “You’re so fucking good at this.”

She didn’t respond, just kept sucking and licking, her eyes locked on his as she devoured him. Her hands gripped his thighs. She pulled back several inches.

Just then, there was a soft knock at the door. Selina didn’t stop, her mouth around Aaron’s tip, as a Jamaican woman entered carrying a tray of breakfast. The woman froze in her tracks, her eyes widening as she took in the scene—Catwoman on her knees, her lips stretched around a massive, dripping white cock.

“Oh, my…” the woman stammered, her cheeks flushing bright red as she quickly set the tray down on the table and hurried out of the room, muttering something in Jamaican patois under her breath.

Selina pulled off Aaron’s cock with a wet pop, giggling as she watched the woman practically run out of the room. “Oops,” she teased, licking her lips. “I think she got a little more than she bargained for.”

Promptly, her lips slammed down on his cock.

It didn’t take long. Aaron’s body tensed, his hips jerking as he came, his release flooding her mouth. Selina swallowed every drop. When she finally pulled off, she licked her lips, savoring the taste of him.

“Damn, Aaron,” she said, her voice hoarse as she crawled up his body, straddling him. “You taste fucking incredible.”

His hands rested on her ass as he looked up at her.

“Haah…You know,” she began, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest, “Batman and I had a honeymoon once here, in Jamaica. It was… nice. But you?” She looked into his eyes, a soft smile on her lips. “Your dick is just way too good. Best cock in the world, bar none.”

The sound of the door opening again made her pull back, but she didn’t move from her position on top of Aaron. She looked over her shoulder, smirking as she saw the Jamaican woman peeking back in, her face still flushed.

“Need something?” Selina asked innocently, her ass grinding slightly against Aaron’s still-hard cock as she spoke.

The woman stammered something incomprehensible, "J-just want to know when you'll be available," before quickly closing the door again, leaving the two of them alone once more.

“Livestreaming is one thing.” Selina giggled, “Let’s make all of Jamaica know who I’m fucking and just how big that cock of yours really is~”

“Selina, Selina…you really know how to push my buttons.” Slap! He took hold of her booty cheeks. “I'm going to break you.”

A wink. “Do your best, my beautiful quickshot.”