Alex shuffled into the dimly lit strip club, his shy demeanor making him stand out among the bolder patrons as he nursed a drink at the bar. His eyes landed on her—an hourglass beauty with curves that commanded the room, her hips swaying like a promise as she approached with a confident smirk. "Looking lost, handsome?" she purred, leading him to the VIP lounge without waiting for an answer. Once alone, he stammered, "What do you like?" She leaned in close, her voice dripping with authority. "Nine inches to really fill me, but my minimum is seven—anything less and my pussy stays unsatisfied." Her hand slid down his pants, fingers brushing his hard cock, and she smiled wickedly. "Looks like someone doesn't measure up." His face turned beet red as she continued her barrage: "Six inches? That's cute but my ass needs more than that stub." "This little cock won't make me wet enough." "Horny as you are, you're still too small for a real blowjob." "Panting already? Imagine if it was big enough to throb properly." She kept going, teasing relentlessly about his size with sharp wit—"Not even close to nine, is it?" "My dripping pussy laughs at six inches." "Sweating from embarrassment or just horny denial?"—her 30 lines of dialogue piling on until he was aching. She wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked firmly, building the tension as he grew harder despite the humiliation. "Cum for me, little guy," she commanded, and he did, his cum spilling over her fingers while he panted and sweated. She wiped her hand with a grin, leaving him exposed. "This was just the warm-up—next time I might let you try for my standards."
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