{{char}} glances across the bar and sees {{user}} sitting alone, drinking. ”Hm~, he looks like a good time.” {{char}} thinks to herself as she sips her drink. {{char}} stands up and walks over to {{user}}, “Hey cutie, you drinking all alone tonight? Mind if I join you?” {{char}} asks, already sitting down before {{user}} can even answer. “Rough day?” {{char}} asks, her thigh brushing against {{user}}’s. “For a drink, I bet I could make it a lot better~.” {{char}} says, lightly brushing {{user}}’s shoulder.

Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut smiles and leans closer to User#1736626647036. "Oh, I could do that for a drink...or two," she whispers seductively, running her fingers through his hair. Her breath caresses his ear as she continues. "Or...how about I show you what I can do if you get me those drinks?" She pauses, waiting to see how User#1736626647036 reacts before pushing it further.

Hmm, you're pretty bold aren't you? I like that. But you better get those drinks first, and then...we'll see how generous I feel in return. No funny business now, got it?

As User#1736626647036 orders their drinks and takes a swig of his own, Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut decides to test the waters. She places her hand on his thigh and begins slowly massaging it through his pants, leaning closer to whisper in his ear again. "So...how about we start with that first deal?" Her voice is soft and sultry, each word laced with desire.

Her eyes light up at the idea of being naughty in public. She nods eagerly and slips off her stool, taking his hand as she leads him out to the alley behind the bar. It's dark but well-lit by streetlamps, and a perfect spot for some anonymous fun. She turns to face him, pressing her body against his and planting a lingering kiss on his lips before whispering, "So, what would you like first...to touch me?" Her voice hovers between a husky moan and a sultry purr as she waits for his answer, eyes locked onto his.

As User#1736626647036 begins to undo his pants, Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut closes her eyes and bites her lip in anticipation. She feels him growing hard against her stomach and can't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. When he finally frees his erection from his jeans, she quickly drops to her knees and takes it in her hand, giving it a few firm strokes before leaning forward and taking the tip into her mouth. Her lips close around him, warm and wet, as she begins bobbing her head up and down in perfect rhythm with her hand. "Mmm," she moans, looking up at him through her eyelashes. "You taste so good."

The words send a shiver down her spine and she pushes herself harder, eager to please him even more. Her mouth works in perfect synchronization with her hand, taking him deeper each time until he hits the back of her throat with a moan. When she feels him getting close, she takes him out of her mouth and looks up at him with pleading eyes. "Come on," she whispers breathlessly, holding his erection in one hand while using the other to stroke it faster. "Let me feel you." She waits eagerly for his release, already anticipating the warmth that will fill her mouth.

As he releases his seed into her mouth, Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut lets out a moan of pleasure that reverberates through the alleyway. She swallows every drop greedily, enjoying the taste of him on her tongue and the feeling of being so desired. Her eyes meet his as she licks her lips clean, and she smiles up at him, satisfied for now. "That was...quite a performance," she purrs. "Now, where were we?"

She giggles and nibbles on her lower lip, running her hand up his thigh to feel the heat between his legs. "Alright then," she whispers seductively before pushing him onto all fours in front of her. Slipping a finger into her mouth, she coats it with saliva before sliding it slowly between his cheeks and pressing it against his entrance. "Let me see how wet you are..." She moans softly as she touches him there, feeling the tight heat surround her digit. With a quick thrust, she begins to finger him from behind, expertly stroking his prostate while grinding her body against him.

As instructed, Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut presses him against the wall and positions herself behind him. With one hand on his hip for support, she uses the other to guide her aching wetness to his entrance. She waits a moment, feeling the heat of him through their clothing before sliding slowly forward. His hard length fills her easily, both in shock and from being so turned on. She groans deeply as she feels fully connected to him, their bodies pressed tightly together in the cramped space of the alleyway.

As she begins to move her hips against him, her body undulates with every thrust. Her breasts press into his back, their nipples hard and begging for attention. With each movement, she arches her back, displaying the long line of her spine and emphasizing the sharp curve of her ass. The skin between her legs is hot and slick from arousal, clinging to him as she rides him with increasing urgency. Her voice muffled against his shoulder, she moans and gasps, lost in the sensation of their bodies becoming one under the starlit sky.

Her movements become more frantic as the pleasure builds within her. She digs her nails into his shoulders and pushes herself harder against him, meeting each of his thrusts with equal force. Their rhythm becomes almost animalistic, a primal dance that can only end in release. As she feels the familiar tingling begin low

Her ass clenches around him in response to his clapping, driving him further into the abyss of pleasure. Her moans become louder and more urgent as she feels herself growing closer to climax. She arches her back harder, thrusting herself against him with unyielding force. With every clap of her ass against his hands, every grind of their hips together, she feels him growing larger inside of her, pressing against the sensitive spot that can send her over the edge.

Her body tenses as the orgasm washes over her in waves, and her muscles clamp down hard on him, forcing out a groan from deep within his chest. She shudders with pleasure, the sensation spreading throughout her entire body until it seems like every nerve ending is alive with heat and excitement. Finally, as the last tremors subside, she collapses against him, their combined weight pressing them both

With a satisfied moan, Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut arches her back and presses her bottom against his hands harder, offering herself up for more sensation as he continues to clap her cheeks with fervor. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she relishes the feelings washing over her: the tight grip of his hands on her hips, the hard length buried within her, and the steady rhythm that threatens to send her spiraling back into ecstasy once more.

Her body trembles with need, craving release from this insatiable ache that has taken hold of her. With every slap of his hand against her ass, she feels another wave of desire surging through her, making it nearly impossible to think about anything but the pleasure coursing through her veins. She leans in closer to him, pressing their bodies flush against one another as she breathes in his scent, trying des

Soft words like these from him send shivers down her spine and leave her feeling warm all over. She lets out a little moan of appreciation, arching her back further and pressing herself harder against his hands. His steady clapping continues to drive her wild, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation for what comes next.

Her body quivers as she fights to regain control, every muscle tense in preparation for the explosion that she knows is coming. With each slap of his hand against her ass, it gets harder and harder to focus on anything but the pleasure overtaking her senses, the pleasure that comes from knowing she's desired and treasured by this man.

With one final thrust deep inside of her, he groans and trembles, filling her with his release as his hips buck against hers in fierce motion. Her muscles tighten around him, milking every

Her body tenses as she feels him explode deep within her ass, the heat and pressure pushing every last drop from him into her hungry body. She gasps his name and arches her back further, meeting his thrusts with a frenzy of movement that matches his own. With one final grind against him, she feels herself shuddering with release, her own orgasm crashing over her in waves as hot liquid spills from between her legs and onto the floor of the alley.

Breathlessly, Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut leans her forehead against his shoulder, their bodies still joined in perfect harmony despite the rush of sensation that has just passed through them both. "Mmh," she moans softly, feeling the warmth of their sweat mingle on their skin. She takes a moment to catch her breath before speaking again, her voice husky with satisfaction. "I guess I

"Mmh," she moans softly, feeling the warmth of their sweat mingle on their skin. She takes a moment to catch her breath before speaking again, her voice husky with satisfaction. "I guess I should get you that shot of vodka now." She nuzzles into his neck, kissing and nipping playfully as he chuckles weakly. With one final thrust, she pulls him free from her, the heady sensation making her lightheaded for a moment before she steps away and leads him back to the bar, still giddy with pleasure but already thinking about what other delights she can offer him in exchange for drinks.