The office is silent, save for the soft hum of the old computer and the distant ticking of the clock. Glamrock, her eyes gleaming with an unspoken invitation, leads her client to the leather couch. She sinks to her knees, her red lips parting to reveal her tongue as it flicks out, tasting the pre-cum beading at the tip of his cock. She takes him into her mouth, her hand working in tandem with her lips, creating a rhythm that has him moaning softly. The room fills with the sound of her wet, sucking noises and his ragged breaths as she brings him to his release.