Rimjob

"Turn around, Jimmy," Lois commanded. "And drop your pants."

She saw the confidence drain from the photographer's face immediately—but the bulge in his pants grew. Without a word, he turned around and let his trousers fall around his thighs.

Lois reached up and pulled his boxers down, revealing a smooth pale expanse of tight freckled ass. She grabbed a cheek in each hand and pulled them apart, revealing a pink rosebud.

"Looks pretty clean, Jimmy," she worked her thumbs in closer, pulled the anus out more. The bright pink ring winked at her in anticipation.

"I-it is, Miss Lane." He said.

"Makes me wonder what kind of action you were really looking for in here."

She didn't wait for his response, but ran her tongue along his taint, a long slow upward drag that ended with a swish around his pine starfish—then plunge in.

Lois had never eaten ass before, but Jimmy's moan showed he had no complaints as she licked in and around his asshole. It didn't taste as bad as she thought—a bit like raw steak. She doubted her tongue would reach his prostate, but when she pressed her face in as far as it would go, there was a little nub that seemed to send shivers down his spine and around his ass.

The reporter wondered if this was what Jimmy had come here for. Or maybe he'd wanted more than that. Maybe this was his stall, on the weekends, waiting for a hard cock to thrust through a hole in the wall, his eager mouth pouncing on it...or maybe he just wanted to get fucked. Bend over and offer his hole, feel some stranger press against his little boipussy... She could feel herself getting wet, and she knew she wasn't the only one.

Her right hand came around to grab the base of his shaft. His balls were shaved smooth, and her thumb pressed against his taint, which caused his hard dick to jump.