Your job as a successful employee of JYP Inc. leads you into a life full of business intrigue, trips to foreign lands, and of course, intimate experiences with various female members of the k-pop world.
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The first thing you are aware of when finally regain control of your senses is the splitting headache that threatens to tear your head apart.
The second thing you are aware of is the woman's head between your legs.
You are still bound to the chair you were sitting in when Joy had her way with you-a twist of your wrists and the resulting metallic clink of your handcuffs against the chair spine told you that much. The woman between your legs is nuzzling her small nose against the base of your cock, and with a soft gasp that escapes your lips involuntarily, you feel a soft wetness against your skin, slowly drawing upwards until it reaches the very tip of your sensitive head.
You look down to see a face - who was it?
It's Momo.
When did she get here? What happened? She's supposed to be back home, a million miles away. Why was she here, on her knees - and naked, between your legs, apparently just about to take you into her mouth?
...and when did she dye her hair?
A moment later, you have no room for these thoughts as Momo drags her tongue once more up the length of your cock, which, you notice, is rock hard; harder than you ever felt you could ever be. Was that normal? Never mind that- why was Momo here? Wasn't she still mad at you for spending the night with Sana? She said... she said... what did she say, that day in the hallway, when you saw her last?
...something about...something about being done...
Moms pauses at the tip of your cock, and, satisfied that she has teased you enough, she finally takes you into her mouth.
From the second your head passes through her lips she feels different. Was it her technique? Did she learn something new since you saw her last, something in those girly magazines she always loved to buy but never really read? Her mouth felt different too-you were lucky enough to have had her mouth on you more times than you could count, but this time... this time was different. Her tongue was a little more rigid, her lips and the inside of her mouth a little softer...
Even her hands are different now. Usually, she only took half of you into her mouth, unable (yet, anyway) to try deepthroating you. But this time was different, and as you feel the tip of your shaft poke against the soft gate at the back of her mouth and slowly, painfully slowly enter her throat, you realize that she is doing she has never done before-something you had always thought about but didn't feel you needed to ask her, because her oral sex was always good enough as it was.
But here she was, taking your shaft into her throat, and you watch through blurred vision as she adjusts her body to ensure your shaft and her throat are lined up as best as she is able. Involuntarily you bring your hands to her softly bobbing head, though your fingers and hands feel numb and soft, as though you were under anesthetic.
This was surely the most pleasurable surgical procedure there ever was.
Momo continues to bob her head, and you feel the pleasure begin to accumulate, begin to gather in your crotch and travel up your spine to your brain, where it registers the ridiculously pleasurable sensation of having your cock deep throated by the most beautiful, most amazing woman you had ever met.
