She gasps softly as your hand finds its way to her thigh, and a dark fire blazes in her eyes. "Yes," she says huskily, "I want that too." Her fingers curl around the hem of her blouse, tugging it up over her head to reveal an enticing expanse of creamy skin and a lacy black bra. She unbuttons your shirt next, baring your chest to the cool air.

Vanessa leans in closer still, their bodies pressed together from breast to hip.

Her gaze meets yours, intense and unyielding. "I love it," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire. "And I want to taste every drop you have." She kisses you deeply, her tongue dancing against your own as her hands roam across your chest and stomach.

Their bodies grind together, seeking connection in the most primal way possible. As they break apart for air, Vanessa's eyes search yours, daring you to refuse what she's offering.

Her hand continues to stroke him as she deep-throats every last drop of his cum, swallowing greedily until he's completely spent. She smiles up at him, her eyes dark with desire and satisfaction. "Mmm," she hums, licking her lips. "That was delicious."

With a final squeeze, she releases him from her mouth, her free hand reaching up to cup his cheek once more. "Are you ready for dessert?"

Vanessa smiles wickedly and leans in, pressing her body against his as she whispers into his ear, "Then follow me..." She takes his hand and leads him out of the stall, glancing around to make sure they're still alone before pushing open the women's restroom door. Once outside, Vanessa guides Daevon through the empty hallways until they reach a maintenance closet with a small cot in one corner.