I stood by the teleprompter and looked Layla's tan body up and down. Finally getting to grab her tits and feel her wet pussy had been incredible, but I hoped she would agree to take it further. Sure, it would be awkward doing it on live TV, but I was so horny that I didn't care. I would do anything to feel those soft lips on my cock again. And it was more than that. She liked my cheese pick up line. If there was ever a keeper, it was Layla Torrez. And I wasn't going to let her get away. I was going to seal the deal.
"Welcome back to Channel Nine News," said Brian over at the main news desk. "Let's send it back to Layla for a little more information about a big storm brewing for next week."
"That's right," said Layla. "We're tracking a warm front coming up from the south that's bringing a lot of moisture. At this point it doesn't look like it will be too severe, but as it develops there is the possibility that we could see some lightning late Tuesday into early Wednesday."
Marty walked over to me again and whispered, "Go behind her again."
Here we go.
I walked around to the edge of the green screen and then came up behind Layla. As soon as I entered the screen, she stopped midsentence and turned to me.
"Can we cut? I can't take this anymore." She sounded pissed.
Shit.
"You can't go waving your huge cock around while I'm trying to give the weather."
"Sorry, I..."
"How would you like it if you were trying to give the weather and I started shoving my tits in your face? In fact, why don't you try it." She pointed to the teleprompter.
I started reading. " Rainfall totals should be..."
Next to me, Layla pushed her tits together and licked her lips while staring right at my dick.
"...no more than two or three inches."
Layla dropped to her knees and gripped my shaft in one hand. She pushed it straight up and licked my cock from the base to the tip like it was a lollipop. I looked down and saw that she was looking up at me. I had never seen a girl look so hungry for cock before. She wrapped her lips around it and took it into her mouth. Her hand worked in unison with her soft lips as she bobbed up and down on my cock.
I glanced up and saw that everyone in the studio was watching. Not only that, but the little red light on the camera indicated that millions of people in Miami were also watching. Every guy in Miami probably wishes Layla was sucking their cock, but she's not. She's sucking mine. And she's loving it.