One beer
From Create Your Own Story
"One beer please, mate." you order, as Gemma's face falls. "Sorry love," you add, "I'm poorer than I thought I was."
"That's okay," she replies, "I'm staying upstairs, so if you manage to find any change..." She bends over away from you to pick up a penny that you're sure wasn't there earlier, and you can't help but see her short dress ride up to the bottom of her buttocks. Jemma just rolls her eyes as her drink is brought over.
"See ya!" Gemma says, straightening up and walking off behind the bar and to upstairs, your eyes following her swaying arse. You snap out of it and smile back at Jemma.
"Enjoying that view, were you?" she asks. You go to sheepishly respond but before you can, she laughs and cuts you off. "Relax, I'm joking. Gemma doesn't get a lot of action anyway, she was basically grinding on your face there hoping you'd notice."
"I didn't realise they hired out rooms here," you comment as Jemma takes a drink. You'll have to bear that in mind whenever you pick up girls here in the future.
"They normally don't, but we know the landlord here. I gave him a real nice shag a year ago, and he's let us use the rooms since." Your prick stiffens at the thought of Jemma's big round bum slapping against some guy's knob, her moaning in pleasure. Her lovely body riding your cock in particular makes for a much more erotic image.
"Oh yeah? Were you that good?" you slyly blurt out with a smirk. Jemma laughs before biting her lip.
"Good? I'm the best! I can give guys the fuck of their life. There's enough of me to make for some great sex sweetie," She smirks looking down at the growing bulge in your trousers. Her hand moves down her camel toe visible through her trousers, and you see her hand disappear into her panties. With her other hand, she downs her drink and moves towards your dick, grabbing it firmly through your trousers. You hear her softly gasp, and then look back up at you with that same look of hunger as before. You know what she wants.
