Temptation of the Cleavage Lipstick Mountains

In the dimly lit bar, the live jazz band played a sultry tune as a woman with fiery red hair and a dress that accentuated her ample cleavage walked in. She scanned the room, her eyes eventually landing on a man sitting alone in the corner, nursing a glass of whiskey.

The man, who went by the name of Jack, couldn’t help but stare at the woman as she approached him. Her hips swayed side to side, drawing his gaze down to the curve of her ass. She smiled, revealing bright red lips that matched the color of her nails.

“Mind if I join you?” she asked, her voice like honey.

Jack shook his head, unable to find his voice. She slid into the seat across from him, her cleavage on full display. Jack couldn’t help but stare, his eyes drawn to the deep valley between her breasts.

“Like what you see?” she asked, a playful smile on her face.

Jack cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. “Yes, I do.”

She leaned forward, giving him an even better view. “I’m glad. I was hoping you’d find me irresistible.”

Jack raised an eyebrow. “And why’s that?”

She traced a finger along her bottom lip, leaving a red mark. “Because I have a proposition for you.”

Jack leaned in, intrigued. “What kind of proposition?”

She looked around the room, making sure no one was listening. “I want you to come back to my hotel room with me.”

Jack raised an eyebrow. “And why should I do that?”

She leaned in closer, her breath hot on his ear. “Because I want to show you my cleavage lipstick mountains.”

Jack’s cock twitched at her words. He couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. He nodded, and they both stood up, leaving the bar behind.

As soon as they entered her hotel room, she pounced on him. Her lips crashed into his, her tongue exploring his mouth. She pulled at his shirt, buttons popping off as she tore it open. She ran her hands over his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles.

Jack reached up, cupping her breasts in his hands. He squeezed, feeling the weight of them in his palms. She moaned, her head falling back as he kissed and licked her neck.

He reached down, undoing the zipper of her dress. It fell to the floor, revealing a lacy red bra and matching panties. He traced a finger along the edge of her bra, teasing her nipples through the fabric. She moaned, her hips grinding against his.

He reached behind her, unhooking her bra. It fell away, revealing her perfect breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs rubbing circles around her nipples. She moaned, her head falling back.

He lowered his head, taking a nipple into his mouth. He sucked and licked, his tongue swirling around the hard peak. She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair.

He reached down, sliding his hand into her panties. She was already wet, her juices coating his fingers. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her walls clench around him. She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.

He added a second finger, fucking her harder. She moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders. He curled his fingers, hitting her G-spot. She moaned louder, her body shaking as she came.

He pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth. He licked her juices off, savoring the taste. She watched him, her eyes glazed with desire.

He stood up, undoing his pants. He let them fall to the floor, revealing his hard cock. She licked her lips, her eyes locked on his cock.

He reached down, grabbing her by the hips. He lifted her up, impaling her on his cock. She moaned, her head falling back as he “`less

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