I think you're gorgeous and sexy

From Create Your Own Story

"Ooh baby, how sweet," she says, half-serious. Then her eyes focus. "I'm glad you think that. Because today I feel like doing something naughty." She reaches between the bars and rubs your cock through your shorts. Up close, you feel her hot breath, and see her perfect lips and lashes, and notice that she isn't wearing a bra. It doesn't take long for your Johnson to get hard with the little tart rubbing it. You exhale with pleasure, she kisses you, and then gets on her knees.

That sight drives you wild. Her thighs are perfect, and you can see down her shirt. She notices.

"Oh, you like that, do you?" she says, and slips the shirt down to her waist. With her pretty tits hanging free, she unzips your shorts through the bar. Your cock springs out. You grab the iron bars and hold on tight. Your eyes flick to the guards nervously, but they don't seem to be paying attention. The girl slips your cock into her mouth.

Having expected her to stroke it, you are pleasantly surprised. She bobs back and forth quickly, taking the whole length of you inside her. "Oh, fuck," you moan, but she's only getting started. You didn't notice her tongue ring before, but it slides along the underside of your cock and doubles your pleasure. Her lips wrap around the head and she pulls off of it with a pop. Then she goes after your balls, still jerking your shaft with a half-closed fist. "Man, who taught you to suck cock?" you ask, rhetorically.

"My mother," she replies, pausing briefly from her treatment of your balls. You suspect she must be kidding.

You feel an orgasm coming on as her mouth engulfs you again. Her pretty young face wrapped around your member is too much to handle. Particularly with the effort she is putting into it, bobbing back and forth as her hair gets in her face...

You grab the bars tighter and prepare to blow your load in her hot little mouth. Then you hear a voice yell, "Hey!"

She turns and sees that the guards are watching, and quickly pulls off of you. Dire as the situation is, all you can think about is getting off. "What are you doing!" you yell. "Don't stop!"

"Get out of here," she says.

"What? I'm almost - at least jerk me off or something!"

"Get lost!" she insists, pushing you away, and you see a guard running toward you pulling his sidearm. "Shit!" you yell, and run away while zipping yourself up.

Now you're in the alley with an absolutely epic case of blue balls. Laura is on your brain, but you fear something might have to be done about your sexual situation quickly.

Definitely time for the strip club

Go back to the plane and jack off

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