Her hips buck wildly into your face as you take her entire length in your mouth and begin to suck. "Oh fuck," she groans, arching her back off the bed as she feels every inch of her cock sliding over your tongue. Her fingers dig into your hair, holding you in place as she begins to thrust shallowly against your face.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her body tense and trembling with need. "You're so good at this,"

She gasps as you swallow her slowly, taking her whole length down your throat before releasing it with a soft pop. "More," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back again. Her hands grip the sheets beneath her, trying to keep herself grounded as she feels herself losing control.

Her hips begin to move faster, thrusting harder against your face as you continue to pleasure her. "Fuck... Rostislav..."

The last shudder passes through your body, and you're left spent and sated in Annie's grasp. Her grip on your hair relaxes slightly as she leans back against the bar, panting heavily. She looks down at her hand, licked her fingers clean before pushing yourself away from the bar and turning to walk toward the exit. "Come on," she growls, gesturing for you to follow. "Let's get home."

Once they are out of sight of prying eyes, Annie turns to face you, her arm looping around your neck. "You're mine, remember that," she says softly, pressing her lips to yours. The kiss is passionate but gentle, teeming with the promise of more pleasure yet to come.

As the pair makes their way back to Annie's place, she can't help but smile to herself.