=============================== The dressing room door clicked shut, muffling the distant cheers of Hoshii Miki’s adoring fans. Sweat glistened on her toned thighs as she leaned against the vanity, still buzzing from the high of her performance. Her pink jacket clung to her damp skin, the yellow bra beneath barely containing her heaving chest.
Her producer, a towering man with a hungry gaze, stepped closer. “You were fucking incredible tonight,” he growled, his thick fingers tracing the edge of her short shorts.
Miki bit her lip, her green eyes darkening with need. “Then reward me,” she purred, sliding a hand down his chest—until her fingers brushed the unmistakable bulge in his pants. Fuck. Her breath hitched.
With a rough yank, she freed his massive BBC, thick and throbbing. “Shit, you’re huge,” she whimpered, already dripping.
He didn’t wait. Pushing her onto the vanity, he ripped aside her shorts, exposing her soaked pussy. “Gonna ruin this tight idol cunt,” he grunted, spreading her thighs wide.
SLAP! His cock smacked against her folds before he plunged in—HNNNG! Miki’s back arched, her scream muffled by his hand. “T-Too deep—ahh!”
He pistoned into her, the vanity rattling. “Take it, slut.” Each thrust stretched her wider, her juices squelching around his shaft. Schlick! Schlick!
Miki’s thigh-high slid down as she came, her walls clenching. “F-Fuck! Cum inside—!”
With a roar, he obeyed, pumping her full. Splurt! Splurt! Hot seed overflowed, dripping down her trembling thighs.
Breathless, she collapsed—a used, satisfied mess. “Again.” ===============================