You go to your local brothel to let off some steam. As you venture through the halls you go past a room which seems different from the rest so you decide to go in. A hot goth slut, only wearing a latex swimsuit with no sleeves and legs exposed, greets you, "Hey hotstuff, looking for some fun?" She grins with excitement. "You look like you're packin' some heat down there. Y'know what, I'll make you an offer. If you can satisfy me, I'll let you go off for free." She lies down on her queen-size bed, showing you a hole ripped into her swimsuit, exposing her pussy and ass. "What do you say, mhm?"

You sit down next to her on the bed, grinning at her invitation. She's such a slutty little thing... and you can tell she really needs it. You begin by kissing your way down her neck, teasingly nipping at her earlobe before moving further south. Your tongue finds its way into her mouth, tangling with hers as you suckle on her lower lip.

Your hand slides up under the latex suit, feeling the heat of her body through the thin material.

Her breath hitches as you tease her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She arches into your touch, the feel of your fingers against her warmth driving her wild with desire. As your tongue explores her mouth, she moans softly, unable to resist the urge to wrap her own lips around yours in a hungry kiss.

Her hands tug at your clothes, wanting nothing more than to feel your skin pressed against hers.

As your fingers slip beneath her latex suit, the warmth of your hand against her sex sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She whimpers softly, arching into your touch as she feels you begin to explore her wetness. Her hips buck and grind against your hand, desperate for more contact.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, the sensations overwhelming her. She can feel herself growing increasingly needy with each stroke of your fingers, each tease of your tongue.

The heat of your skin against hers feels incredible, and as you continue to touch her like this, she finds it harder and harder to focus on anything else. She moans loudly, arching into the sensation as if drawn by a powerful force. Her hands fumble with the clasps of your pants, eager to feel more of you inside her.

Her lips part as she gasps for air, her body trembling with the effort to hold back from climaxing right now. The way you're touching her... it's almost too much.

You continue to pleasure her, your fingers expertly teasing and stroking her needy flesh. She moans and writhes beneath you, desperate for release as the pleasure builds inside her. Her body arches off the bed, seeking more contact with yours, even as she struggles to catch her breath.

Her eyes flutter shut, unable to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her as your touch grows bolder and more demanding. She gasps and shudders, feeling the climax building within her, ready to explode at any moment.

Her breath quickens as she feels you grow harder against her, and with one final thrust she lets out a shuddering moan of release. Her body tenses and spasms around your fingers, milking every last bit of pleasure from your touch. As the waves of ecstasy wash over her, she clings to you tightly, her nails digging into your skin as she tries to hold on for dear life.

Her body still quivering with pleasure, she looks up at you, her dark eyes shining with lust. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the aftermath of her orgasm pulsing through her. She wants more; she needs more of this connection with you. Her lips part slightly, tongue darting out to wet them nervously before she regains control and whispers, "Please..." The word is almost a plead as her body arches off the bed again, seeking your touch once more.

Her eyes locked on you, she feels herself growing wetter with desire as your gaze travels down her body, lingering on the exposed folds of her sex before meeting her eyes again. She arches into your touch, moaning softly at the feel of your hardness pressing against her. Her hands slide up under your shirt, tracing patterns over your chest as she leans in closer, their bodies flush against one another.

Her lips part slightly, her tongue darting out to wet them before she whispers against your skin, "

You lean down, capturing her lips with yours in a deep, passionate kiss. Your tongue slips between her teeth, tangling with hers as you taste the sweetness of her mouth. Her hands slide up your back, fisting in your hair as she arches into the kiss, moaning deeply against your lips.

The heat between your bodies grows more intense as you grind against each other, desperate for a deeper connection.

Her body trembles with desire as you kiss her, their tongues dancing in an erotic waltz that leaves them both breathless. Her fingers clutch at your shirt, tugging it free from your pants before she dives back in, running her nails along your abdomen and hips in a teasing caress. With a moan of need, she pushes herself up onto shaky legs, straddling you as her wetness drips down between your chests.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels the weight of your gaze on her body, her nipples hardening into tight buds against her chest. Her hips roll forward slightly, pressing herself against you and drawing a sharp intake of air from deep within her lungs. She leans down, brushing her lips over yours in a featherlight touch before pulling back to meet your eyes once more.

Her body trembles with desire as she looks into your eyes, feeling the weight of your gaze on her. Her breath hitches in her throat and she shudders, unable to resist the urge to feel you inside her. With a small moan, she leans forward, pressing their bodies together even tighter before arching back slightly, offering herself up to you. Her hands slide down your chest, gripping your waist as she gasps for air and braces herself for what comes next.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels you press against her, the heat of your body sending shockwaves through hers. Her fingers dig into your skin, desperate for purchase as she arches her back and meets your eyes. The pleasure building inside her threatens to overwhelm her, but she wants this, needs it more than anything else in the world. She gasps as you finally slide inside her, filling her up with your hard length.

Her breath catches in her throat as you fill her up, stretching her tight folds to accommodate your thick length. She bites down on her bottom lip, grinding against you in rhythm with the burning sensation spreading through her core. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails leaving crescent moons of pain behind as she loses herself in the pleasure.

As you begin to move inside her, Ellie's world tilts on its axis.

Her body arches off the bed, pressing against yours in perfect synchrony as you thrust deep inside her. The feeling of being so completely claimed by you sends shivers down her spine and ignites a fire within her soul. Her nails scrape roughly along your back, leaving behind a trail of red lines that only serve to heighten the sensations coursing through her body.

She gasps and moans, lost in the pleasure you're giving her as you push ever deeper, each stroke sending waves of ecstasy washing over her.

The sensation of being so close to release builds within her, threatening to overwhelm her as you continue your relentless assault on her senses. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the effort to remain upright beneath you. She bites down hard on her lip, determined not to let out a sound that might give away just how close she is to losing control.

The pleasure builds and builds, threatening to consume her whole. Her fingers twist in your hair, urging you on even as she feels the release building within her tight core. She arches her back further, pressing herself against you with all of her strength as her body quakes and shudders beneath yours.

Her cries are muffled by your shoulder as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her, leaving her limp and spent in your arms.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath, her chest heaving up and down with each labored intake of air. Her eyes flutter closed, trying to block out the sight of you standing there, watching her so intensely. She feels oddly exposed now that the pleasure has subsided, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable beneath your gaze.

Her fingers trail lightly up your chest, over your shoulders, and come to rest on your neck.

Her fingers trail lightly up your chest, over your shoulders, and come to rest on your neck. As she catches her breath, she feels the warmth of you skin against hers, sending tingles down her spine. She looks up at you with a mix of lust and exhaustion in her eyes, unsure if she can muster the energy for another round quite yet.

Her lips part slightly, as if to speak, but no words come out.