Strippers Boyfriend - Vkook

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Taehyung nods, taking most of me in his mouth immediately, patiently fondling with what wasn't down his throat.

I try to muffle a moan with my hand biting the back of my knuckles. Taehyung pulls away stroking me lightly, "Never had a blowjob before?"

"N-no daddy," I mutter reaching to put my hand in his glittery hair.

He takes my tip in his mouth, sucking for a few seconds before taking it all, bobbing his head, humming.

I gasp, my hands tugging his hair, I force myself to look at him instead of closing my eyes and just feeling him.

I stare at his pink lips wrapped around me his eyes half closed as he did his magic.

"Fuck..." I mumble feeling him suck a little harder, he looks up at me with a challenging look in his eyes knowing I can't last long.

If he wasn't doing such a good job I would have slapped him, I don't want him to stop for the life of me.

I tug on his hair harder, trying to take a mental image of him sucking me off deciding I'll worry about the glitter being glued to my hands later.

He groans his hands reaching up my chest to pinch my nipple.  I rub his neck tracing around his throat, "You're so good..."

He nods, his teeth lightly grazing my length as he hollows his cheeks, I feel my climax coming deciding not to tell him as revenge for what he did to me.

He took me deeper into his throat  huming lightly, the vibrations of his hums sends me falling over the edge.

I feel my cum shoot down his throat, I watch him choke pulling away, the rest of my cum spilling onto his face.

I chuckle evily as I pant leaning my head back against the sofa "Revenge."

"I hate you..." he mumbles wiping my cum away from his eyes, pushing his hair into a quiff to get it off his forehead.

"That's so fucking hot" I mumble a smile rooting itself on my face, "I want another tip for that shit,"

"Want 57p?"

"My humiliation is worth 57p to you?"

"It only makes it hotter" I hum, mimicking the words he kept saying to me.

He pouts taking a tissue from a small box in the corner of the room to wipe his face.

"I know it does," he mumbles mockingly. "You said it yourself it's hot,"

I take a tissue wiping my tip clean, I smile "Daddy. You missed a spot"

He glares at me, "... Your time is up."

"Ok you just keep the cum on your face then" I hum pulling my boxers up.

"Where is it?" He mumbles his face a shade or two darker then it was twenty minutes ago.

"Come here. I'll get it" I say holding out my hand to him. He shuffles towards me picking up his waistcoat on the way.

I wipe a splatter from his chin with my thumb  before placing my lips against his tasting salt against them.

I laugh taking a few steps to get my shirt from the stage, "You said your shift ends at two right?"

"Yup." He picks up his belt. Looping it in his trousers, "So you said we'd go out after, where to?"

"There is a bar across the road. It's decent enough,"

"The one that has the big stage?"

"Yeah. Sometimes they have a band perform there"  I nod reminiscing some old memories, "Me and Jimin used to go there a lot after job interviews,"