​She continued the rhythm with her right hand, but her left hand, the one cupping my balls, began a new form of exquisite torture. Her thumb started tracing the delicate, sensitive seam beneath my shaft, a light, teasing pressure that made my hips instinctively buck.

​"You like that, big boy?" she whispered, the question muffled as her face moved close to my hardness. The warm, strawberry-scented air of her breath brushed the head of my cock, sending an electric shiver through me.

​She took her right hand away for a moment and leaned in, not to kiss, but to press her oiled, fragrant breast against the tip of my erection. The sudden, smooth friction of her skin against mine made me gasp.

"So hot, so hard," she murmured, using her fingers to lightly brush the sensitive ridge of the head, never quite grasping it again. Her eyes held mine, teasing, challenging, utterly dominant. She was drawing this out, savoring the control she had over my mounting urgency.

​"Stop playing....Lisa, Dickrider," I groaned, my voice a raw plea. I reached down, my fingers tangling in her hair, desperate to guide her.

​She smiled—a slow, triumphant flash of white—and then, with a final, deliberate flourish, she pulled my cock free from the air and gently, reverently, brought the full length of my shaft to her lips.

​She opened her mouth, slicking her tongue along the flared ridge, testing the width. Then, with a soft, hungry intake of breath, she took the head of my cock into her mouth. A wave of pure, concentrated heat washed over me.

​She didn't stop there. She worked her mouth down my length with an intoxicating skill, her throat flexing as she tried to accommodate every magnificent, swollen inch of me. The warmth, the wetness, the velvety pressure—it was mind-numbingly good. Her yellow-painted fingers gripped my balls firmly now, grounding me as she dedicated herself to the glorious task.

​I let out a low, guttural roar, staring down at the sight of her beautiful face moving powerfully on my cock. She lifted her eyes to meet mine, her gaze dark and focused, a tiny bead of saliva glistening at the corner of her mouth.

The sight of her mouth engulfing me, the wet sound of suction, and the focused intensity in her eyes was almost too much. She continued to work her way down, her commitment to taking my entire length breathtaking.

​She paused briefly, pulling back just an inch to inhale sharply, her chest heaving slightly with the effort. Then, she fixed her hands against the inside of my thighs, planting her elbows on the floor, and drove her head forward in a sudden, powerful motion.

​A strangled gasp escaped my lips as my cock slammed past the soft resistance of her throat. I felt the warm, moist pressure deep inside her, the sensation so intense it brought tears to the corners of my eyes. She had swallowed me, deepthroating me until I was fully buried in her.

​Lisa held me there, her eyes squeezed shut for a thrilling moment of adjustment, the muscles in her neck taut. Her hands remained locked against my legs, pulling my hips slightly forward to keep me seated fully inside her.

​Then, she began to move. Slowly at first, pulling back just enough to scrape the tip of my head across her soft palate, then driving her head forward again with a relentless, hungry rhythm. The motion was pure, intense devotion.

​"Oh, fuck." I moaned, the sound raw and thick. I grabbed the back of her head, not to push, but to steady her, surrendering completely to the dizzying, mind-altering pleasure she was giving me. Every deep plunge felt like she was milking the very essence of me. The sight of her body, the her perfume, and the intense heat of her mouth combined into an overwhelming sensory experience.

​I was nearing the edge, the pressure building to a

​The relentless, deep plunges of her mouth were pushing me past the point of no return. I was drowning in the sensation, my mind dissolving into pure, electric heat. Each stroke was a hammer blow, driving me closer to the edge of the world.

​My hands clenched the back of her head, not steering anymore, but simply clinging as the massive, shuddering convulsions began to ripple through my body.

​"I'm going to... I'm going to come, Lisa!" I gasped, the words barely intelligible.

​She didn't stop. If anything, her pace quickened, becoming a desperate, final series of sucks and strokes designed to seize every last drop from me. Her throat worked like a velvet vice, massaging the sensitive tip of my cock just as the first torrent broke loose.

​With a powerful cry, I exploded. Wave after wave of hot, thick cum surged from me, flooding the back of her throat and mouth. The feeling of being completely emptied while buried so deep inside her was an overwhelming, transcendent climax. My hips slammed forward repeatedly, driven by the involuntary spasms of my core.

​She took it all, her grip on my balls tightening momentarily as if to draw out the final drops. She remained completely buried, only pulling back when the final tremors of my orgasm subsided.

​Slowly, carefully, she sat back on her heels, a glistening strand connecting her lips to the wet head of my cock before snapping. She swallowed hard, then wiped the residual evidence from her lips with the back of her oiled hand, her eyes shining with satisfied, wicked triumph.

​"Magnificent," she breathed, her voice slightly husky, looking at my spent, slick cock with the reverence of a conqueror.

​I stood there for a moment, regaining my breath, my mind slowly returning to the dusty reality of the Old Press Building office. The camera was still recording.

​She had proven her worth. She was truly exceptional—a weapon of seduction and skill. But the audition was over. It was time to return to business.

I quickly adjusted my clothes, my focus snapping back to the need for legal compliance.

​"That was a high-yield performance, Dickslayer," I said, my voice now firm and professional, killing any hint of the surrender I had just shown. "It guarantees your place at The BangHouse. But before we conclude this tape, we have a legal matter."

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