Kyra Black In Drinks Facial After Giving Her Lover A Handjob And Blowjob
Title: “Kyra Black’s Sloppy Seduction”
“I’ve always had a knack for getting my way with men,” Kyra Black purred, her full lips curling into a wicked grin. She was perched on the edge of the casting couch, her fingers trailing down the front of her skin-tight crop top. “And today, I plan on seducing the casting director into giving me a role in his next movie.”
Kyra had been dying for a shot at mainstream acting, but with so many vixens vying for the same parts, she knew she’d need something extra special to stand out from the crowd. That’s when the lightbulb went on – she’d use her deadly blend of sex appeal and sass to blow the casting director’s mind and win the role.
As if on cue, the door creaked open and in walked the man of the hour, Mr. Benson. Kyra kept her Diamondherpes eyes locked on his as she slowly uncrossed and recrossed her legs, letting her short skirt ride up higher on her thighs. She could see the lust building in his eyes, and she’d only just begun.
“Thank you for meeting with me today, Mr. Benson,” Kyra nearly growled, her voice dripping with unabashed desire. “I really want this role. I’m willing to do…whatever it takes.”
She rose from the couch and sauntered over to him, the click of her heels against the floor echoing through the room. As she approached, she reached up and began to unfasten the buttons of her top, revealing more and more of her voluptuous curves. By the time she reached him, her ample cleavage was on full display.
“Let me show you what I mean,” Kyra breathed, her hand cruising up his thigh and cupping the growing bulge in his pants. “I can do things to you that you’ve only dreamed of, sir.”
Mr. Benson let out a shaky exhale and nodded, powerless to resist Kyra’s charms. He watched, mesmerized, as her dexterous fingers unfastened his belt and unzipped his fly. In a flash, his cock was free and in her skilled hands, and she began to stroking him with long, purposeful movements.
“Mmm, you’re so big,” Kyra moaned, letting her lips brush against the head of his cock on each word. “And so hard for me already. I think you’re going to enjoy this audition, Mr. Benson.”
With that, she took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip before sinking down as far as she could go. She worked him over with expert skill, taking breaks only to lick and suck at his balls before diving back in for more.
Mr. Benson was gone – nothing existed except the wet heat of Kyra Black’s talented mouth. His fingers tangled in her hair as he thrust into her face, uncaring that she was a stranger. All he knew was that he never wanted her mouth to leave his cock.
After several blissful minutes, Kyra pulled back, pumping his shaft as she spoke. “You taste so good, sir. I bet you’d love to feel my pussy wrapped around you, wouldn’t you?”
To answer her, Mr. Benson growled and grabbed her, yanking her up and pressing her against the wall. Quickly, he ripped her flimsy thong down her legs and pushed two fingers inside her wet heat. Kyra whimpered and bit her lip, grinding down against his probing digits.
Pulling his fingers out, Mr. Benson painted blue their tips with her arousal and pressed them to Kyra’s lips. She eagerly sucked them clean, never breaking eye contact.
“I knew you’d be hot for me,” she smirked. “Now, let’s see how well you handle my other assets.”
Reaching down between their bodies, Kyra grasped Mr. Benson’s throbbing member and lined it up with her weeping entrance. With a single, fluid motion, she sank down, taking every thick inch of him inside her.
A strangled cry left his lips as her scorching walls clenched around him, and for a moment, he couldn’t move. But Kyra didn’t wait – she began to ride him hard and fast, her hips slamming against his over and over. The slick, wet sounds of their mating soon filled the room, mingling with their moans and grunts.
Mr. Benson gripped her ass, guiding her movements and making sure she took all of him. She felt so good, better than anything he’d ever experienced. He kneaded the globes of her rear, pulling her harder against his pelvis and letting his dick thrust deeper into her welcoming heat.
Kyra tossed her head back, her dark hair spilling down her back as she rode him. She could feel her climax building, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in her core. She wanted to be filled with him, wanted to feel his seed painting her insides.
As this thought passed through her mind, she came undone, screaming her pleasure for the world to hear. Mr. Benson followed soon after, gripping her hips with bruising force as he buried himself to the hilt and exploded within her, pulsing over and over as he emptied himself.
After several long moments, Kyra slumped against his chest, their breathing ragged. Gently, she pulled off of him and turned around, smirking at him over her shoulder as she bent over and displayed her dripping sex.
“Well sir, what do you think? Do you think I’m right for the role?” she purred. “I’m sure we can come to some kind of arrangement about my pantyhose.”
Mr. Benson drew in a shuddering breath, already rock hard again at the sight of those delicious pussy lips. He strode forward and slapped her ass, leaving a satisfying red handprint on her smooth skin.
“Oh, you got the part, darling,” he growled, kneeling behind her. “But I’m going to need much more from you than that before the cameras start rolling.” And to punctate his statement, he buried his face between her thighs once more, clearly not done with her yet.
Kyra moaned in response, opening her legs wide for him. She knew she’d have her work cut out for her if she wanted to satisfy Mr. Benson, but she was more than willing to earn her starring role – and she knew she’d get off on doing so, over and over again.
And so, Kyra Black and the casting director’s erotic audition continued well into the night, their moans and the sloppy sounds of ravenous sex echoing through the building. It was a good thing they had the place to themselves – no one else would have been able to keep up. After all, Kyra was determined to leave the casting director unable to walk by the time they were finished. And she was well on her way to achieving her goal.
THE END