Masturbating

"Hello Ms. Perry, I'm David Trapper and I'm from ..."

David broke off mid-spiel as he fully realized what his famous client was doing.

"Thank fucking god you're here," panted a completely naked Katy Perry from her couch. She had her legs splayed open on a table in front of her and was furiously pumping a dildo into her pussy with one hand and squeezing her jiggling tits with the other. She was covered in a thin sheet of sweat and was thrusting down to meet her own toy.

David was speechless. Absolutely lost for words. He had only imagined something like this in his wildest dreams, but he never thought it would ever happen in real life. He just stood there gawking at this pale goddess fucking herself in front of him.

"Hey, buddy, pay attention," snapped Katy in between gasps.

David shook his head to gather himself and managed to croak out an "I'm sorry?"

"Don't get sorry, get naked!" demanded Katy "Or at least get you cock out! I need a real one and I need it now!"

David had been called many things in his relatively short life, but one thing he had never been called was slow on the uptake. So when a naked and masturbating Katy Perry is telling you to get naked and fuck her, there was only one correct way to respond.

"Yes, ma'am," said David, dropping his bag and table where he stood and strode into the room, unbuckling his pants as he went.