Techno music throbs, dark room filled with thrashing dancers. His hand snakes under my shirt, finds my braless boobs, plays with my nipples.

I stroke his dick through his jeans, then drag it out and take it in my mouth. It hardens quickly as I tease my tongue round his knob.

I deep-throat him; he pulls up my short skirt and slides his fingers into my cunt.

A flash, phones pointing, people smiling.

I pull him out, rub him, and take multiple ropes of thick glowing cum across my face and hair: the money shot our audience craves.