The neon-lit street corner is her office, and tonight's client is eager. She leads him to a dark doorway, unzipping his pants with a smirk. Her red lips part, revealing a skilled tongue that flicks out, tasting him. She takes her time, teasing his head with her mouth before sliding down, inch by inch. His hands fist in her hair, guiding her movements, but she's in control. She bobs up and down, her throat muscles working overtime, her eyes watering. She pops off, spitting on his cock, and starts again, determined to make him explode in her mouth.