/rouge/ futa rouge at hooters

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>Go to hooters
>Food it meh, but whatever
>You're there for the company anyway
>Find a table and wait
>Rouge the Bat shows up
>It's better than you imagined
>She's clearly backed up
>Her dick is straining against the thin strap of fabric they call a uniform
>Same with her tits
>Aside from that, she's wearing nothing else
>Must be hot back in the kitchen
>She's got a slight sheen of sweat, that just makes her hotter
>And you swear you can see steam around her crotch
>You're almost at a half chub already
>Order a burger with enough calories to feed a small village
>She doesn't even try to hide her look of disdain
>Thats_my_fetish.png
>You're eyes are glued to her as she walks away
>Ass so big, at almost claps with every step
>Dick so big, you see it swaying from the front
>Your dick never stood a chance
>Standing proud at full mast
>Ten minutes later, she's back
>Burger in hand
>Disgust on her face
>And sweat all over her body
>And her dick
>Good lord her dick
>The fabric had changed color, it was so damp
>Steam curled off it like smoke off a fire
>You're about to take it when it hits you
>The oily grease of the burger
>It's mixed with the roiling Rouge musk
>So fine and pungent, yet appetizing
>Your mouth waters, and you know what to do
>You reach into your bag, and dump the contents onto the table
>Emeralds, gems and sapphires
>Some the size of your fist
>Some which cost multiple month salaries
>A single eyebrow raises, and you know you have her attention
>So you make your bargain
>She's a little off-put
>But she's already started putting the gems down her shirt
>When the last disappears, she reaches for the burger
>A snap of fabric, and her cock is loose
>The spongy, oily bread soaks up her own unique flavor
>Sweat and dirt disappearing, staining the food
>When the bun can take no more, she picks up the slices of bacon
>They disappear under her cock, pressed against her balls
>A fistful of french fries soak between her balls and her thighs, coming back grey and waterlogged
>For the finishing touch, she smears her head against the cheese, a dollop of precum the cherry on top
>Without a word, she turns around and walks away
>You pick up the burger, and take the biggest bite you can
>It sits in your mouth for a minute
>And then explodes into your head
>Rouges natural musk is so strong, it overwhelms every other taste in the dish
>Her scent coalesced in your mouth, it's as if youu had given her a sloppy blowjob for weeks
>Then had that moment squashed into a second
>Your dick, so close to release, cums violently, your hips jerking, throwing you out of your seat
>All eyes in the restaurant were on you
>But all you could see was the damp sandich on your chest
>And reach out for another bite