There are many pleasures at the exclusive sake bar you attend every Friday, but the newest addition is almost as good as the drinks. A pretty Gothic Lolita with a sweet face and cute voice. She's expensive, but you pay premium to have the privilege of visiting her after hours every time you come to see her.
She's shy each time you start to touch her, but enough kissing and touching and she begins to moan under your roaming hands. The little hat goes first, then the gloves. You undo her high-heeled boots with gentle hands and run your fingers up her smooth legs, spreading them with a strong push of your arm. Under her dress, wrapped up in lacy panties, her cute cock is waiting eagerly for your mouth. Some people might mind such an organ on their pretty waitresses, but you know the pleasure of sucking her and watching her squirm and mewl like a kitten.
Once you've had your fill of tasting her, you press her back onto a table and rip her panties all the way off, rough instincts taking over. She seems scared as your grip grow progressively harder, and she cries out in a small voice begging pathetically that you not to tear her dress. That's enough to make you want to shred it into tiny pieces, strong hands ripping it off of her until all that's left are her black gloves and throbbing erection.
You lick your fingers and shove two of them inside her tight hole, not concerned about the way she grits her teeth or tries to pull away, whimpering softly. She should be used to this, and you do pay quite a tip to get it. And it's obvious she enjoys every time you stroke a certain spot inside of her, her round ass arching off the table as she moans.