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Monroe Fox: A Tempting Tryst for a Bodysuit

For Monroe Fox, shopping is a delight, especially when it comes to finding the perfect outfit or lingerie. However, she occasionally prefers the convenience of a showroom—place an order and simply pick it up. Today, she’s on the hunt for a bodysuit.

A handsome dude welcomes her, eagerly showing off the samplings. He hands her a white bodysuit that should fit her perfectly. Monroe wastes no time, stripping down completely in front of the stunned guy. He tries to avert his eyes but fails miserably, captivated by the stunning babe before him.

Monroe slips into the bodysuit, loving how it hugs her curves. But the price tag gives her pause. She asks for a discount, but the dude plays hardball. Luckily, Monroe knows how to get what she wants.

With a sultry smile, she saunters over, her hips swaying seductively. She runs her hands over his chest, leaning in to whisper in his ear. Her breath hot on his neck, she tells him how much she loves the bodysuit, how it makes her feel sexy, how she’d love to show him just how much she appreciates his help.

Her hands trail down his body, brushing against his cock. He’s hard, so fucking hard for her. She unzips his pants, sliding her hand inside to wrap around his dick. He groans, helpless under her touch.

She strokes him, her grip firm and sure. Leaning down, she takes him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip. She sucks him deep, her head bobbing as she works him with her mouth and hand.

He’s panting, his fingers tangling in her hair. She feels him tense, ready to come. With a final suck, she brings him over the edge, swallowing every last drop.

She stands up, a wicked grin on her face. The dude, still breathless, hands her the bodysuit. “It’s on the house,” he manages to say.

Monroe leaves the showroom, her new bodysuit in hand, a satisfied smirk on her lips. She got exactly what she wanted.