The next morning

The party ended with everyone having so much sensual fun. As the agents, executives, and models trickled out in the evening, Ryan knew that Taylor Swift had grown to appreciate and enjoy his company; he was very experienced in pleasing the Victoria’s Secret models, and she enjoyed their shared acts of pleasure. Both of them were very tired after the long day of sexual romping.

The two of them were already in Ryan’s plush bedroom. He had turned out the lights, taken off his clothes, and settled down in the bed with her. Their clothes which lay on the floor presented more evidence of how they would continue spending their time.

The couple was too tired to do much except cuddle together for the night, and they soon fell to sleep.

The legendary songstress had slept well, within the bedchambers of her partner. Truth be told, she was only there because of his support for her and his sexual prowess. She would not love him like she loved a boyfriend; he understood that and did not mind–for all he wanted was to use her when he pleased. After spending much of the previous day talking about her experiences, conversing with Ryan and other Victoria’s Secret executives over the future of that company, pleasuring him, and receiving pleasure in return, she needed a good rest. Plus, Ryan’s mansion was luxurious and a good resting place. Her friends did not need to worry. She had told them a few days ago about the Victoria’s Secret party and that she would return to her normal life as a singer and songwriter the following day.

He was about twice her age, but that did not decrease his libido in the slightest. He aged poorly, looking even older than his actual age. Yet he was still a supportive and helpful person to her.

The first rays of the sun started to brighten the plush bedroom, and Taylor Swift blearily awoke. She yawned, almost catlike, before touching her favorite executive in the right shoulder. He still slept soundly, but it was time for him to get up. Taylor decided to give him a pleasurable surprise when he did.

Ryan slept very soundly himself. After cuddling with the gorgeous singer and then falling to sleep, he did not awake for quite a while. Then he felt his member being kissed and licked, much to his delight. No doubt Taylor was already servicing his morning wood even without him telling her to do so. She had moved to wrap her lovely scarlet lips around his cock, going up and down and leaving a trail of lipstick and saliva as she went. He loved the pillowy feeling of her splendid lips on his member. That lipstick that she applied had almost completely faded by now, and she would need to reapply it before she left his mansion. Her hands had moved to massage his balls–her gentle touch also pleasing him. One of her hands moved to the base of his cock while she continued to give him a blowjob. She sucked and kissed his shaft, and she was rewarded by his precum which had started to emerge in response.

She moved slowly and carefully, making sure not to harm her all-important voice. She would likely be performing for a professional audience soon, such was the nature of her career as a singer and songwriter. The executive smiled as he started to wake. “Mmm. Keep going, Taylor. I know you’ll enjoy yourself.” Taylor went on for about another minute. She increased her pace, wanting him to release down her throat as one of her hands went down to play with her pussy. She was feeling very good about the blowjob she was giving him and feeling hot and bothered herself. The blonde singer loved pleasing the Victoria’s Secret executive by now.

“Mmmmph… Mmmmph… Mmmmph.”

Taylor was taking his cock very well, and Ryan felt himself get closer and closer to release. He grunted and shot a big load in her mouth and down her throat, making sure to release as much as he could. She swallowed the thick semen with relish, enjoying the morning snack. After he released, he pulled his cock out of her mouth to give her room to breathe, then splashed a little on her gorgeous face.

He said, “I’m not done though.”