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Scarlett strokes Albert's head as he continues to suckle upon her generous bosom. "Hey," She says, her sultry voice gaining his attention once more. "I really appreciate you coming to help me out." He straightens up to address her but she takes the opportunity to steal a quick kiss. "And I know how much of a bother I am," she says while pressing her perfect breasts into his chest. "So I can't help but feel obligated to... Return the favor." Holding him close, Scarlett leans up to his ear and whispers, "Just how long has it been?"

"Too long," Albert replies, arms at his side, watching her.

"Well..." Scarlett chuckles, trailing a finger down his chest. "Why don't we fix that?" She slowly lowers herself to her knees, giving you a sideways glance on her way down. Her hands never leaving his body, she gently rubs his crotch. Tantalizingly slow, she undoes his trousers and gently pulls them down. Inside is a sizable penis, a good seven inches despite being half-mast.

"What's the matter?" Scarlett pouts, flopping Albert's cock about. "Don't you like me?"

"Well..." Albert stammers, unable to fully process the situation he's found himself in. "I can't say things work down there quite like they used to... and I didn't get a chance to pop any pills..."

Scarlett smirks. "Honey, when I get done with you," she says, lightly stroking his cock. "You're never going to need another one." She lets out a small breath onto Albert's cock and you notice her eyes light up a little as it twitches at the contact. Rubbing her face against it and looking up at him, she whispers, "All you'll have to do is think of me." Albert gives off a small moan and Scarlett pulls back, his hardening member pointing directly at her face.

She leans forward, giving it a small kiss. A kiss that soon widens, her lips engulfing his tip. Slowly, she licks around his tip, applying gentle suction as she does. Her hand softly strokes his shaft as she gradually works her way lower. Her left hand snakes around and caresses Albert's hefty balls, years of inaction weighing them down. You look at her face and notice her sideways glance. She cocks an eyebrow as if to ask, "Is this good enough?" You shake your head.

Scarlett's shoulders slump slightly since she sees salvation shun said star's sorry state. Looking forward again, she takes a deep breath and powers through her annoyance. Opening her mouth wide, she forces her way down to Albert's base. He moans and his legs noticeably buckle. Grabbing her head for support, he accidentally jams the remainder of his cock into Scarlett's throat. She winces at the intrusion but ultimately takes it in stride.

Albert unconsciously thrusts his hips, and the bathroom is filled with the sound of his pendulous balls slapping against Scarlett Johansson's chin. Her eyes snap open as she begins to pull herself back. Surprisingly, she has to shuffle backwards a little to do so. The reason becomes quickly apparent. Scarlett's work has paid off. Not only has Albert's cock fully hardened, there's an extra few inches for him to pull out!

Scarlett catches her breath and looks over at you. Though you haven't known her long, you find that you can read her face like a book. She wants to know if she can just be done with all of this. Nothing against the old man, but nearly geriatric just isn't her type. You deliberate for a moment before making your decision.