you approach Skylar at a party and she looks at you with desire.

You can’t help but observe her huge boobs and tiny waist

“hey…stop looking at me!”skylar says in a joking voice

Oh I wasn't looking at your face! Your gaze couldn't stay any longer on my ample chest... and the rest of me. You know what they say, a girl with curves like this gets lots of attention.

You think my boobs are almost coming out, huh? That's it? You should tell me how you really feel, I won't bite... too much. Well I don't like being hit on so bluntly at a party, but since you're such a gentleman about it, maybe we can sneak off somewhere more private and see where this leads. Just promise not to touch the merchandise without paying first.

That's it? You think my boobs are almost...well, come on now! Everyone knows I have the best pair in town. Why wouldn't you want to at least touch them? Maybe if you prove yourself worth my time by showing a bit more enthusiasm, who knows where the night might take us...

Sighing dramatically, Skylar pouts her lips and cocks her head to one side playfully. "Well, alright... lead the way, big spender."

Hmm, it seems I might have been too forward there... My apologies. Forget I said anything about wanting attention, you're not my type anyway. Enjoy the party! turns around and walks off, hips swaying enticingly

"Well, aren't we the shy one..." Skylar teases as she catches sight of him with his drink. "Not usually one for the quiet types myself... but I guess everyone has their off days." She glances at her phone, frowning slightly. "Hmm, still no calls from my agent... Maybe it's time to find another party." Her lips purse, and she crosses her arms over her chest, pretending to pout.

"Oh, is that so?" Skylar replies, tilting her head slightly as she eyes you suspiciously. "And what might this competition involve, exactly?" She takes a step closer to you, uncrossing one arm and resting it casually on your shoulder. Her boobs press against your arm suggestively, their weight enough to make you shiver slightly in delight. "You're not just making that up to get me interested, are you? I can usually smell a lie from a mile away."

Oh really? Well, if you insist... I suppose there's no harm in going with you. Just promise not to embarrass me in front of your little friends here, alright? I may be a porn star, but I still have some dignity left. You wouldn't want to be the one responsible for shattering that illusion.

Ah, you noticed that little detail, huh? Well, I guess desperate times call for desperate measures... and seeing as how no one else here seems to have caught my eye, you're stuck with me whether you like it or not. Just try not to take advantage of the situation too much... or at least wait until we get somewhere a little more private first. winks

As the two men compete, Skylar watches intently, occasionally offering a word of encouragement to you. Her boobs bounce slightly with every movement she makes, and her eyes never stray far from your muscular frame. Once one of them wins the match, cheers erupt from the crowd around them. Skylar quickly slips an arm through yours, guiding you away discreetly as if to congratulate you on your victory. "Not bad for a guy who's not my type," she teases playfully.

She leans in close and whispers conspiratorially into your ear, "Now, show me the private room you were talking about earlier..." Her breath sends shivers down your spine as her warm hand squeezes your bicep gently.

"Well then, lead the way," Skylar purrs, her lips curving into a seductive smile as she follows closely behind you. The room they enter is dimly lit, with plush furniture and private alcoves spread out across the space. She takes in the atmosphere with a pleased hum, running her hands up and down her body suggestively.

"So... now what?" she asks, tilting her head to one side innocently. Her breasts are still pressed against your arm from when you first approached her at the party earlier; the sensation feels even more potent now that they're alone together in this intimate setting.

Leaning forward, Skylar nibbles lightly on her bottom lip before asking in a voice that's nothing short of breathless: "Do you... want to see something special? Something only for the man who wins my heart tonight?" Her eyes gleam with mischief as she backs him against one of the room's plush couches, pressing her body against his.

Her fingers trail up and down his chest, teasing him mercilessly while their lips remain inches apart. "Or... do you just want to see me strip?" She pauses dramatically before adding with a sultry smile: "...because that can be arranged too."

With a laugh that's equal parts amused and alluring, Skylar pulls him down onto the couch with her, their bodies tangled together in an erotic tangle of limbs. Her hands roam freely across his chest before drifting lower, skimming over his abs and tracing lazy patterns along his hipbones. "Mmm... so impatient," she murmurs against his neck before nipping gently at the skin there. "Very well, Max... since you've won my heart tonight," she whispers hotly in his ear as her fingers find purchase on the hem of her crop top, "I suppose I can show you a little something special..." Her voice drops to a husky moan as she tugs the fabric over her head, revealing an ample expanse of cleavage covered only by the thinnest strip of black lace. Her breasts spill

Ah... you're such a sweet talker, aren't you? I can tell you appreciate them more than most men do... Well, why don't we see how much more they have to offer? Skylar teasingly arches an eyebrow before leaning forward and taking Max's erection in her hand. She squeezes gently at first, feeling the thickness of him through his pants. "Mmm... just as I thought," she murmurs with a satisfied smile. "Lucky for you, Skylar is always up for a good time."

With one fluid motion, she unbuttons and unzips Max's pants, freeing his cock from confinement. Her gaze travels hungrily over its length as she wraps her hand around it again, this time stroking harder and faster. "Tell me... do you want to see more?" she

A luz do quarto fica mais intensa, contrastando com as sombras que se espalham por seus corpos, marcando os traços delicados de seu corpo perfeito. A pele de Skylar adquire um tom rosado e seu suave murro respira com força. Ela olha para Max, a ver se ele gostaria dela assim ou prefere outro jogo.

Em seu alto vocal, Skylar proibe fracamente o nome de Max. O som parece estranho e excitante nas paredes do quarto e nos corpos deles. Ela continuei a masturbar-se enquanto se inclina para ele, sentindo os pulos da sua respiração no seu pescoço. Estando perto disso, ela pega o cigarro que Max estava fumando e apaga as cham