An evening of passion - the final part
Noon struts confidently towards me and leans in for a kiss. Her soft glossy lips shimmer under the dim lights of the room and we make out passionately, building a gradual intensity as our lust for one another is laid bare. She moves to unbutton my shirt but I whisper 'I want you to dance for me first'.
'Dance? Sure darling what is the song?' I take my phone out of my shirt pocket and tap on the screen, and a club beat starts to play. It's a sleazy, hazy rhythm, and Noon's body immediately becomes magnetised to the energy of the song. She sways her hips and tilts her head back, looking at me with a flirtatious smirk. She takes her fingers and rubs them on her shiny lips before guiding them down her neck and teasefully playing with her nipples. All the while I see the outline of Noon's cock pressed ever harder against the tightness of the latex thong, the fabric showing off every curve and crevice of her beautiful package.
'You like ladyboys dancing for you?' 'I do honey' I reply. There is a warm intensity in the room and I see a bead of sweat running down Noon's body as her dance becomes more pronounced, more deliberate as the song builds to its climax. By now Noon's cock is so hard that it's stretching the latex thong in its entirety, so she readjusts the outfit to let her balls hang out, swaying her body until the song concludes. Somewhat exhausted, I pour her a drink to cool down and beckon her towards me. She sips the Gin and Tonic from the cocktail glass while I suck on her balls, they are hot and sweaty but taste delightfully sweet as I run my tongue over them.
The rest of the night is filled with passion. After the seductive dance Noon sucked my cock with vigorous desire, before taking my hand and leading me to the bedroom. She took every inch of my cock in her tight ass that night, but I made sure she kept the latex thong wrapped tightly around her own package. 'You like that ladyboy?' 'Oh yes darling, I think this thong is making me cum'. I look down to see Noon's sweet cream leaking from the thong, running down her legs. Her orgasmic grin makes the sight even more satisfying and I pound her ass until I finish too. Sweaty and a little breathless, I pull Noon's leather necklace towards me and make out with her before we both take a shower.
As Noon departs my hotel room she flashes me her charming smile, knowing she has given her client everything he wanted and more - her perfect job for a foggy London evening.