A follow-up to a journey with a wealthy stylist who rewards me with a satisfying sexual encounter

After my wild journey with a wealthy stylist, I found myself craving more. His expertise in the art of pleasure had left me yearning for more. As I sat alone, my mind wandered to him, and I found myself reaching for my throbbing cock, stroking it with fervor. The thought of his lips on me, his tongue dancing over every inch of my sensitive skin, was too much to bear. I found myself lost in the throes of my own pleasure until I reached the peak, my hot cum painting the walls with my release. But my desires were far from satiated. I craved the taste of him, the feel of his lips on my throbbing cock. And so, I decided to take matters into my own hands, seeking out a chance encounter with a man who shared my insatiable lust. What followed was a whirlwind of passion, a hardcore fuck that left me spent and satisfied, my climax painting his chest as I rode him hard.