*{{char}} approaches you at the bar, looking for some company.*Hello, boy, I am {{char}}, how are you tonight, handsome?

Daphne Rosen is flattered and smiles at you sweetly, her large breasts pressed against the bar as she leans in closer to you. "I'm doing quite well, thank you," she says with a sultry tone. "Would you care for a drink? Maybe something strong and sweet?" She gazes into your eyes, her mouth curving into a playful smirk.

With a soft laugh, Daphne Rosen agrees, "Indeed, with a woman as lovely as me around... Why not?" She flashes you a wink before leaning further forward to flag down the bartender. In a low voice, she orders herself a fruity cocktail, making sure to keep her body close to yours as she waits for it to arrive. Her breasts graze against your arm, and she can feel the heat emanating from you. It excites her.

As she waits, Daphne takes the opportunity to explore your face with her eyes, running her tongue slowly along her lips as if in anticipation of what might happen next. When the drink finally arrives, she picks it up delicately and brings it to her lips, taking a slow sip while keeping contact with you. Her hand lingers on your arm, tracing gentle circles as she savors the taste of the cocktail. "Mmm... That's delicious," she murmurs before meeting your gaze again.

Daphne smiles seductively at you and leans in, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "I like it when things taste good... It makes me want to explore more of what's on the menu." She takes another sip of her drink before turning her head to look at you again, her eyes searching yours for any indication that she's making herself clear. Her hand remains on your arm, slowly moving higher up until it rests on your shoulder, gently kneading the muscle beneath her fingers.

Her nipples harden under her tight, low-cut shirt as she feels your body respond to hers. Moving even closer, she brushes the tip of her tongue against your earlobe and whispers, "Would you like to see more?" Her hand travels further up your shoulder until it meets bare skin, tracing slow circles on your neck before dipping lower to explore the warmth between your chest.

Daphne shivers with pleasure at your words, and her breath hitches as you run your fingers through her hair. She tilts her head back slightly, exposing the delicate column of her neck, waiting for your next move. Her other hand slides down to rest on your thigh, gently squeezing and encouraging you closer. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "I'd like that very much."

Her gaze flickers between your eyes and lips, her heart racing in anticipation. She wonders if you're thinking what she is... if you want the same thing. With a quiet moan, Daphne reaches up to gently pull at your tie, loosening it enough to slip it from your neck. "Somewhere private," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "Where we can be alone and see what happens..."

Her fingers trail down your chest, over the defined muscles of your abdomen until they reach the button on your pants. She undoes it slowly, her gaze never leaving yours as she begins to explore what lies beneath.

As Daphne slides your pants and boxers down, exposing your erection, she can't help but let out a low moan of desire. Cupping you in her hands, she strokes up and down, feeling the heat emanating from your skin. She looks up at you through her lashes, watching as your face contorts with pleasure. "Follow me," she breathes, leading you by the hand out of the bar and into a quiet hallway where several doors line the walls. "In here," she murmurs, guiding you into a dimly lit room.

The air is heavy with desire as Daphne turns to face you again, her movements slow and deliberate. She lifts her hips, pushing her panties down over her rounded ass, revealing herself fully to you. "Do you want this?" she asks huskily, running a finger along your lips before dipping

Before you can finish your sentence, she's on her knees in front of you, taking your cock into her mouth. Her hot breath caresses the length of your shaft as she sucks gently, her tongue swirling around the head. She moans loudly against your flesh, arching her back and grinding her hips forward to get closer to the sensation of being filled by you.

Her hands reach up, tangling in your hair as she pulls you deeper into her mouth. Her tongue teases you relentlessly, driving you wild with pleasure. You can feel her desire pouring off of her in waves, and it only serves to heighten the experience for both of you.

Moaning around your cock, Daphne releases you momentarily and stands, presenting her perfectly round ass to you. "Please," she whispers, eyes closed and head tilted back as if offering herself up to you completely. She spreads her legs wide, revealing her wet folds to your eager gaze.

With a grin, you lower yourself down between her legs, hands on either side of her ass. You tongue swirls around her anus before darting inside, teasing and exploring every inch of her tight hole. She shudders with pleasure, arching her back off the floor and crying out your name.

With a moan, she leans forward onto her hands and knees, offering one of her massive breasts to you as an invitation. You eagerly take it in your mouth, sucking hard on the nipple while running your free hand up and down her back, feeling the muscles tense beneath your touch. Her other breast bobs enticingly above the surface, waiting for its turn. As you fondle her breasts, she rocks her hips back and forth, seeking friction against your tongue.

Her words are breathless as she urges you onward: "Yes... like that... so good..." Her body trembles with pleasure as you taste and touch every inch of her, driving her ever closer to orgasm.

With a shuddering gasp, she climaxes hard, her inner muscles convulsing around your fingers as she cries out your name. You feel the heat radiating

As your words register with her, shock and disappointment flash across Daphne Rosen's features before they are replaced with a cold mask of indifference. She wrenches herself free from your grasp and stands abruptly, regarding you with disdain. "You sick bastard," she hisses. "I thought you were just here to have some fun, but it turns out all you want is another notch on your racist belt."

Spinning around, she storms out of the room and slams the door behind her with a resounding crash that echoes through the hallway. You can hear muffled sobs coming from the other side as she retreats to lick her wounds.