JASMINE JAE paid a visit to my casting office hoping to be a fashion model – Fake Agent

Jasmine Jae sauntered into my office, her eyes gleaming with a mix of innocence and hunger. She perched on the edge of my couch, crossing her legs in a way that hinted at the curves hidden beneath her tight skirt. “So, you’re coming here for casting?” I leaned back, taking in her every detail, my cock already stirring. She nodded, her tongue lightly tracing her lips. “And I don’t see why what I’ve done in the past should affect that.” I smirked, standing up and walking over to her. My hand slid up her thigh, pushing her skirt aside to reveal her smooth, shaved pussy. She gasped as my fingers found her wet slit, her body trembling as I began to rub her clit. “Let’s see how good you really are,” I growled, my other hand grabbing her breast, squeezing it hard through her top. She moaned, her head falling back as I pinched her nipple, my fingers working her pussy faster and harder. I could feel her juices dripping onto my hand, her body writhing with need. I pushed her back onto the couch, spreading her legs wide. My mouth watered at the sight of her glistening pussy, and I dove in, my tongue licking up her slit, tasting her sweetness. She cried out, her hands gripping my hair as I sucked on her clit, my fingers fucking her deep and hard. Her body bucked against me, her moans filling the room as I brought her to the edge of orgasm, only to pull back and leave her panting and desperate for more.