In the dimly lit, seedy bar, Lolita, a seasoned seductress, spots her next prey. A lone, eager patron sits nursing his drink, eyes darting nervously. She approaches, her hips swaying, lips parted, tongue flicking out to wet them. "You like to watch, don't you?" she purrs, leaning in. He nods, eyes fixed on her mouth. She smiles, "Then watch this," and begins to suck, her lips gliding up and down, tongue swirling, until he's a quivering mess, ready to burst.