The foyer of the Rosethorn Hotel is deserted. A crisp white letter addressed to "Mm. Iron" sits on the front desk. There are no other signs of life.
She breathes out and nods and starts kneading the flesh of her breasts with her hands in earnest, carefully avoiding touching the nipples themselves.
..."Could you please take off my pants?"
Her pants are tented, her dick pressing needily against the fabric.
Tasha gets Iron's pants off of her quite deftly, along with her underwear. Her cock is free to stand bare in the air now.
"Looks delicious," says Tasha.
Her hips buck involuntarily a little, and her stares flick between her lips and pussy as she pants and thinks for a moment, as well as examining how 'ready' she seems to be.
She takes both nipples into the grip of her fingers, rolling and pressing and massaging the hard points as she considers.
Tasha humms and smiles and presses in closer.
"I can see you thinking about it," she says. "You're allowed to claim me if you wish."
She nods and grabs her head, fingernails digging in deeply as she tries to shove her lips around her twitching cockhead.
Tasha makes a surprised noise, then giggles and swallows Iron's cock. She takes it as deep as she can - which, because she is a courtesan, is very deep indeed.
She starts pumping her hips, thrusting in and out, bottoming as far as she can inside her and trying to keep at least a little of her around her cock at any given moment, balls slapping against her cheeks and lips.
Glk glk glk glk glk -
Tasha manages to breathe between thrusts and not gag, and lets Iron use her as a sex toy.
She's Close -
Tasha manages to hum beneath it all.
She cums down her throat, gasping and trembling and pressing her head against her sex as she rides out her orgasm.
Tasha smiles around Iron's dick and swallows everything she's been given.
"Eight out of ten, give or take a half-point, I'd rate."
Her cock is still mostly hard, and she's fairly controlled, but her chest is definitely strainedly heaving.
She slowly slides out of her mouth, and her shoulders slump a little.
Tasha cozes up next to her, and rests a hand lazily on her cock, playing with it lightly.
"That was fun," she says. "Do you want more, or shall I come back later?~"
She gently brushes her hand away from her cock.
"I have two - no three answers. The first one is 'I would like to do more to you, like sticking my dick in your cunt and have you convulse around me as you drink a large dose of aphrodia essence', the second 'I want to get aftercare and talk to you about the experience' and the third of 'I want to try an aftercare potion and see what I think afterwards.'"
"Let's snuggle and get an aftercare potion into you, then." Tasha pets Iron's head instead of her cock. "Mind if I pop up to do that?"
She curls up, draping covers over her body gently and shivers and jitters slightly.
She gets an aftercare potion and a blanket and hugs Iron with it.
She gently drinks it up, taking a small swig of the blueberry-esque potion, and pulls the covers tighter around her.
She lets out a small sigh, and nuzzles her cheek against the covers beside her.
"You're really cute all cuddled up like this."
She blushes shyly, and stretches out a little, humming softly as she drinks down the rest of the potion.
Tasha pets her a little more and stays silent.
She lets out a small murr.
...She appears to be a little low on the capacity to speak, right now.
Tasha will keep petting her gently for a while, then.
She lets out a small tired hum.
"...Is it odd that I want to give you a complete review, and feel like it would be wrong to talk about anything else first?"