She starts with a blow job but who knows where it will lead

Felicity lets her eyes close as the neck of the bottle glides across her parted lips. She wants to do this, to show him she can do anything he demands of her, but she finds it is much easier with her eyes closed, allowing her to imagine it is him, his cock, that is now pushing into her mouth.

She leans against him, the bottle held in one hand as she pushes it deeper into her mouth, tasting drops of wine around the opening as she lets her tongue lap at it as if it were his precum. She allows the bottle to slide further forward, until her lips are parted wider as the neck expands. She pauses with the bottle deep in her mouth, hoping he is watching, that he is getting aroused as she demonstrates her blow job skills for him in this way. Then she slowly withdraws the bottle, knowing as it slowly slides free across her lips that her carefully applied lipstick will be leaving a faint red trail over the glass. She lets the bottle fall free from her lips, and as it does, her tongue chases after it, the tip pushing inside the open neck, swirling around as if she were seeking out more of his precum.

“That’s it my slut, pleasure that bottle” he whispers to her as she plunges the neck back into her waiting mouth, lips closing tightly around it as she sucks on it, wishing it really was his cock but satisfied it will be before the evening is over. She can hear her own slurping noises as she sucks and licks around the bottle neck, letting it push in and out of her warm mouth, letting him watch her as she savours it as if it were the real thing.

Her free hand that was resting on his chest slowly inches downwards, over his shirt, down towards his lap, her mind desperately wanting confirmation that she is turning him on as much as she is turned on herself now from the thoughts of doing this to his cock.

“Not yet my slut” he chides her as he grabs her wandering hand, “that is for later, if you prove to me you deserve it.” She can’t hold in the little moan of frustration she feels, but returns her attention again to the bottle, more determined than ever to let him see her skills.