Hard to Behave

She's supposed to be here with someone else, but her gaze keeps drifting back to you, those tattooed fingers tracing her collarbone like an invitation. When she finally slips away to where you're standing, her lips are on yours before a word is spoken, and within minutes she's on her knees in the corner booth, gagging on your shaft while her supposed date sits oblivious across the room. Her throat works your length with desperate hunger, spit dripping down her chin as she takes you deeper, and when you finally erupt she swallows every drop of your cum in mouth VR porn fantasy before looking up with mascara-streaked defiance. You bend her over the bar itself once the coast is clear, her knee-high heels barely touching the floor as you slam into her from behind, her stifled moans mixing with the clink of glasses.