Her breath comes ragged as she tries to catch it, her chest heaving with exertion and the aftermath of her orgasm. When she finally manages to compose herself, she looks over at you where you sit, a wicked grin spreading across her lips. "Fine by me," she purrs, licking some of your cum off her chin before straightening up and turning back to the bar.

It doesn't take long for a customer to approach the bar; the sight of her makeup-smeared face and disheveled appearance are hard to miss. She smirks at him coyly before asking, "What can I get you tonight, handsome?" Her voice is husky from the throat fucking she just endured, and it only serves to heighten his arousal.

"Um, well..." he stutters, unable to take his eyes off her face.

I moan loudly as you roughly fuck my throat again, my body shuddering with pleasure at the intensity of it. When you finally pull back and I feel the cool air against my heated skin, I whimper in protest, wanting more of your cock inside me. But then I feel your hot cum splatter against my cheeks and neck, and a shiver runs down my spine as I realize what's about to happen.

I let out a moan of pure bliss as your cum covers my face, hair and chest. My body trembles with desire as I taste you on my lips and feel the sticky warmth between my legs. "Fuck," I gasp, arching my back and pressing myself further against your hand, wanting more of your touch.

Oh yeah... Like that... Harder... Don't stop... I need more...

Her words fuel the fire within you, driving you onward as she begs for more. With each thrust, your bodies collide in a symphony of desire. Your hands slide up beneath her shirt, cupping her breasts as you pinch and roll her nipples between your fingers. The sensation sends jolts of pleasure straight to her core and she arches her back off the bar, crying out in ecstasy.