As the woman touch his cock

"Come on don't be a stranger. There are plenty of sluts here for you." the woman said, her voice a seductive purr that vibrated through him. Her fingers were warm, her touch skilled and knowing, and John felt a familiar stirring in his loins, a traitorous response that he couldn't control. He wanted to push her away, to tell her to get her hands off him, but his body betrayed him, his cock hardening under her touch.

He gritted his teeth, his mind a battleground of warring desires. He was here for a reason, to find Mr. Big and put an end to this madness. But the pull of the flesh was strong, a siren's call that promised a moment of blissful oblivion, a temporary escape from the harsh reality of his situation.

She pulls his cock out. A strong grip that tug towards a gorgeous almost model like woman in stocks. The female guard bite John ear pushing him towards the woman.

"Go ahead. She's been waiting for a real man to show her what she's been missing." the guard whispered, her breath hot against his skin. John's gaze fell upon the woman in the stocks, her body a masterpiece of curves and soft skin. Her back was arched, her ass held high in a perfect, heart-shaped invitation, her slick folds glistening in the dim light. He could see the tight puckered rosebud of her ass, a forbidden fruit that beckoned him with a silent promise of untold pleasure. She was ready, willing, and waiting for him. He looks at her asshole seeing the cum already leaking from her. She has been used.

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