Gillian Edwards had been absolutely right. Several afternoons later she had gone to her brother-in-law's downtown studio and let him fuck her long and hard for several hours. She then hit him with her request to use his camera and studio for the evening to make her own fuck film. He had gladly acceded when she had promised to come back the next day and let him and Basil double-fuck her, both at the same time. He had carefully gone over the operation of the simple 16mm camera and then left for a dinner engagement that he and Taffy had with some out-oftown film buyers.
On the strength of her faith in her ability to fuck Frank into agreeing to her making a film, Gillian had earlier set up a young girl she had picked up down at the bus depot for the starring role. She had based the plot on one of her own fantasies and one she was certain almost all women had lying in the back of their subconscious minds. She was going to film the girl being raped and humiliated after having walked in on two sex-crazed burglars who had ostensibly broken into her apartment.
She licked her lips and smiled in anticipation as she slipped the first reel of film in the camera. The girl was ideal for the part and it would be a wild film that should turn both men and women on. The girl's name was Cindy, and even though she was eighteen, she looked only about fifteen and had that fresh "off-the-farm" beauty that would raise a man's cock in seconds. And…she really was innocent. She had, of course, been fucked before, but was still relatively innocent, and Gillian had been careful to disclose all the girl would have to do to earn her much needed twenty-five dollars. She had told her she would have to fuck for it in front of a movie camera and pretend she was being raped by two of the toughest guys in the city, and the young girl had just smiled and agreed to it all. Plucky little thing, this Cindy.
The guys, named Buck and Charlie, had been no problem at all. She had just entered a bar on 42nd Street and offered them ten bucks apiece for their services to screw a young girl silly, and they had jumped at the chance for a strange piece of ass and enough money to throw a good drunk on with.
"All right, everyone, places," Gillian commanded after she finished loading the camera and setting the lighting to her liking. "And let's make it good. I want everyone to put their whole hearts into it and turn out a real turn-on film."
She aimed the camera at the door of the rundown tenement room she had arranged as a set in Frank's studio and flipped it on. "Lights, camera, action!" she shouted and let the story she had laid out begin to unfold before the camera's eye.
There was the rattling of a key in the door, and the voluptuous blonde Cindy opened it and started to enter her room. She suddenly saw the two men inside, and with a look of horror on her face, started to turn and run, but the ugliest of the two men, Buck, jumped out and grabbed hold of her arm before she could get away. Cindy struggled furiously, trying to escape the burglar's powerful hold, but he dragged her convincingly, screaming and kicking, into the room. With growing alarm, she realized that she was now trapped in her own apartment and at the mercy of two heartless criminals.
She fought down the rising panic inside her as the man deposited her in the middle of the room. She would try to reason with him, she figured.
She would let them have her money and everything would be all right.
They would leave and not touch her. Her mouth opened and her eyes looked up at him, but his face was covered with scars and she couldn't stand to look at him, so she quickly glanced away. For the first time she saw the other one, as the camera panned to him. Just as ragged and beat up as his friend, he was stretched out on her turned-down bed, a bottle of whiskey at his side. He sat up, looking at the voluptuous young teenager with great interest, his mouth gaping wide and a bit of spittle forming in its corner.
"You can have all my money…" Cindy started. "For heaven's sake… please, you've got to let me go!" She held her hands at her throat and tried backing toward the door.
"Who you tryin' to kid? What's this, some game? We don't need no money, kid…just some good fuckin'." He grabbed at Cindy's huge young tits, taking one in each hand and squeezing hard. Cindy screamed as loud as she could, pushing at the big paws that surrounded her twin mounds.
"Help!" she yelled. "Somebody help me!"
Buck stood back from her, surprised before the camera by her determination to get away, then his ugly face twisted from a jovial leer into a determined scowl.
"Aw no! Naw…you ain't gonna holler like that…shut up!" Buck jerked his hand forward and hit her across the face with a hard blow, then before she could catch her breath to scream again, he clamped his dirty hand across her mouth, turning her about rudely and twisting her arm behind her back in a hammerlock.
"That's it," Gillian murmured softly, surprised by the intensity with which the actors were entering into the spirit of the film. The young actress's eyes bulged above the huge hand that pressed down on her lips. She shuddered as a shiver of well-acted revulsion started at her toes and ran straight up to her scalp. It was too horrible to believe.
She made moaning and grunting noises, muffling her mouth against the hard, rough skin of the burglar's hand as inside her head the screams she could not utter resounded with shattering strength. She struggled wildly, but he moved her with him across the room, holding her body close to his. She felt an enormous surge of hysteria rise from her belly and her legs and arms began to tremble uncontrollably as she saw that they were getting closer and closer to the other man on her bed against the wall.
Cindy's arm looked as though it was twisted almost to the breaking point, and she looked as though she would faint from the pain, but she soon had still another nightmare to consider as she gazed down at the dreadful sight of the man on the bed grinning toothlessly up at her.
She could see him begin to drool hideously, and she tried even more desperately to get away from the restraining hands.
The one called Charlie looked up at the voluptuous young blonde, his fishy eyes popping as he took in the breathtaking sight of her as her thin coat hung open revealing the diaphanous material of her summer dress, a glint of bare skin showing through the light covering. He reached up and with one gruff motion ripped at her coat, pulling sharply downwards so that the sleeves remained hanging on her arms, and her filmy dress exposed all her tantalizing young curves to his face.
His look took in the long voluptuous legs, draped by the folds of Cindy's dress, the tantalizing stretch of her thighs, the startling cups of her huge white tits, jutting forth as she strained to get away.
"Oh, man oh man!" Charlie grinned. "Looky here!" He felt like someone had dropped a million dollars in his lap; he'd never seen anything that even approached the perfection of Cindy's body. He began to laugh and chortle, clapping his hands and bouncing up and down on the bed for the benefit of the ceaselessly grinding camera.
"Can I touch her, Buck? Can I?" He looked pleadingly up at his companion, who continued to apply enough pressure on Cindy's arm to keep her from bolting.
"Later, later!" Buck answered roughly according to the script. "Hand me something…hand me those silk stockings!" He pointed to a pair of Cindy's long hosiery on the floor beside the bed. Charlie bent over and picked them up, pausing to look at the teen-aged blonde's ankles and calves from the new angle before handing the socks up to Buck, then he watched with something like admiration as Buck quickly fashioned a knot and bound Cindy's hands tightly together behind her back. He found a handkerchief in his pocket and pushed it way to the back of Cindy's mouth to stop the screams she had resumed once his hands were occupied with binding her.
"There…that'll keep you for a while…noisy bitch!" He spun her about to face him, smirking as she tottered unsteadily on her feet. She was trussed up like a Thanksgiving goose, ready to be consumed by a hungry mob. The silk stockings were so tight that they cut sharply into her wrists, and the gag in her mouth made it difficult for her to grunt, much less yell.
"Hold her steady," she heard Buck's voice command, and then she felt her thin dress and underthings being ripped from her naked body.
She knew then that there was no doubt about what they were going to do to her, and the thought of getting fucked by them both created a raging turmoil inside her that caused a sickening dizziness to envelope her.
And then as Gillian, behind the camera, signaled, a giant fist slammed into her head, causing her to groan and pretend to lose consciousness so that the two men would spread her unprotected, limp body on the crumpled sheet of the bed.
They laughed cruelly at the sight of her nude body lying face down on the bed before them, her firm asscheeks bulging up from her hips. Then Charlie abruptly stopped laughing.
"Ah Buck…you knocked her out. That ain't no fun!"
"She'll come round…don't you worry…she'll be sassy enough!" An idea had come into his mind. For the first time in a long time he was thinking, and it felt good. He stood staring, bleary eyed, down at the soft creamy skin of Cindy's naked young asscheeks glistening in the lamplight of the film set. She was ready for whatever he might choose to do to her. All the deep-seated anger that abided in his soul seemed to rise now as he enjoyed this position of power. Power was the one thing he had never had, and now this! It had slowly dawned on him that Cindy was not one of the standard fuck-film actresses! But he had no intention of just following the script after he caught a glimpse of what she looked like underneath that dress. She was class, and he knew it, even though he'd never been that close to it. Cindy symbolized all the women who had scorned him on the streets, all those who had turned away in disgust at the sight of him and refused to recognize him as a human being like themselves. Well, he would show them…he would show her!
All the hurts he had ever endured appeared before him in the circles of Cindy's helpless white asscheeks, and Buck could feel his cock aching like it had never ached before. Without ceremony, he pulled it out of his pants, the zipper didn't work anyway, and lunged across the bed onto the full length of Cindy's body, pressing his scarred face against her soft downy cheek, where he was able to inhale the light odor of her body perfume.
"Hey," Gillian whispered from behind the camera. "You're supposed to play with her first!"
"Just begin shooting, cunt!" Buck growled. "I'll show you a fuck scene you won't ever forget!"
The heavy impact had forced the wind from Cindy's body, and the first thing that affronted her was the heaving breath of the animallike man on top of her. She winced and began to weakly struggle beneath him, but his hands pushed on the back of her head until her face was stuffed down into the mattress, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Buck's knees relentlessly forced at her legs, parting them with rough pressure that scraped at her thighs.
Cindy strained to keep her legs from being opened, but it was useless; her head pounded from sudden fright, and she was too weak to resist.
She gave a low groan as her resistance was broken and her legs snapped wide open behind her. Buck let himself slide down between her legs, and the roughness of the material of his clothes burned her skin as he moved over her. A moan came from deep in her throat as she felt his rapidly hardening cock touching wetly at the smooth inner surfaces of her thighs. He pushed it forward so that the long rod slithered along the wide-split crevice of her naked asscheeks, as Gillian behind the camera whirred away. She had been initially taken aback by the man's sudden deviation from the script, but decided he might really put out on his own. She would pay the girl double to handle any objections she might have to a little roughness. Anyway, they wouldn't dare hurt her.
Cindy wriggled her bottom, the only part of her that she could move, trying to get the lustfully throbbing cock out from between her nakedly split asscheeks. But every move she made served to make Buck's cock still harder, and increased his determination to stay on top of her and fuck her his way.
"Lift that ass up!" he ordered, pulling himself up and off of her prostrate form, so that he stood between her spread legs at the edge of the bed. Cindy started to press her legs together again, stiffening each muscle in a useless effort to resist him, tears of real terror springing to her eyes at the sudden turn of events.
A loud anguished cry echoed shrilly in her head, increasing in pitch at each new indignity foisted upon her helpless body before the ceaselessly grinding camera.
When Buck saw that she was not going to obey him, he lifted his hand and let it fall heavily to her gelatinously quivering asscheeks with a loud crack. Charlie stood to the side, watching gleefully.
"Let me have a go…come on, Buck, lemme at her too!" he pleaded.
"No!" his companion growled. "You'll have your turn, don't worry!"
Cindy's naked ass was turning a deep pink from the slap it had just received, and the pain was beginning to subside when the hand came down again…crack!
"Move it!" he repeated, and this time Cindy tried to move the way she thought he wanted her to, but it was not fast enough for Buck, and he pushed his hand down on the back of her head again, holding her until she relaxed the whole of her body so that he would allow her to breathe. Then, having won his battle, he pulled at her fearfully trembling asscheeks until they were lifted high off the bed. She hung there, her behind lewdly suspended in the air.
Cindy knew that it was useless to struggle because even the lady who had hired her could not stop them. Eventually they would obtain what they wanted from her, no matter what she did to protest. No one else could hear her muffled cries, and even if they did, they would assume that it was all a part of the normal goings on in the film studio.
Cindy felt she had sunk lower than it was possible to sink. She had to give in to the horrible humiliation of her tormentors' every whim. They would be able to manipulate her body in any way they saw fit, any way that would satisfy their enormous hunger. Perhaps if she cooperated, they would not beat her any more; they would be satisfied just to fuck her, shoot their obscene cum inside her pussy, and be done with it.
Buck knelt on the bed behind her nakedly raised ass, staring as though he might be struck blind the next moment. He had never seen anything like it. All of Cindy's blonde young cunt and huge tits were displayed before him in all their fresh young splendor. He felt hot all over, itching for the feel of his cock deep in the hidden recesses of her cunt. He wanted to explode inside her and fuck her to pieces. His balls were full and aching as he pulled on them and stroked his rock-hard shaft, longing to shove it into the narrow opening of her teenager's cunt. But he had a perverse desire to make it last as long as possible.
Way in the back of his mind he knew that he would never get a chance like this again, never. And he wanted to make the most of it while he had it, camera or not!
"What're you waitin' for, Buck? Come on, give it to her…feed her a little cock. That's some hot little ass she got there, ain't it?"
Charlie sat fondling his huge erection and gulped whiskey from his bottle, slopping the liquid over himself and the bedcovers.
Buck didn't bother to answer. He wasn't going to let himself be rushed.
This was one piece of ass he was going to enjoy! With a rush of anger, he remembered Cindy's screams when she had first looked at him, and then the way she had turned away, not looking him in the face. She hadn't been acting either. What did she think she was anyway? Some kind of high and mighty saint? He'd fix it so that she'd be groveling under him; he was going to feel her wiggle beneath him, wanting him to fuck her harder, wanting him to fill her cunt fully!
He placed his hard, pulsating cock so that it was barely touching the smooth, sleek crevice of her ass, tormenting the soft cheeks of flesh with his kneading fingers by pulling them apart and then pressing them together around the huge bulbous tip of his cock.
Cindy's nakedly exposed young asscheeks contracted helplessly against the pulling of Buck's thumbs, but he kept on pressing outward with a steady motion, not hard, but gently and firmly, determined to break the youngster's will by sheer cunning, if nothing else. Eventually, it worked, and the moon-shaped orbs were lax, spread wide before him as he dropped down so that he could peer into the soft brown circle of her asshole with its small puckered opening and the tempting folds of her blonde, curl-fringed cunt below. His lips were only inches away from the soft blonde strands that wisped around the entrance to Cindy's cunt, and he inhaled deeply, breathing in the sweetness of her inner young pussy flesh, pushing Charlie away as he craned over beside him in an attempt to see too.
The young actress was calmer now…it didn't seem as though he was going to hit her again. She was surprised by his slow movements…she had not been prepared for that, expecting a savage rape for which she had steeled her mind. She didn't know quite how to react to this soft touch and it unsettled her. There was something strange about it, something horrible, as her body seemed to respond with something akin to relief, even gratitude for not being treated cruelly. She felt like two separate beings…her mind and her body were not functioning together.
Cindy tried to suppress the lewd, cunt-moistening sensation that she could feel rising inside her thumb-spread pussy as Buck steadily breathed into her naked cunt and asshole, slowly inhaling and exhaling her luxuriously sensual fragrance. She sighed and let her ass muscles relax still another notch into a state of looseness brought on by the freedom from anticipation of pain.
But her mind sensed that there was another danger, and it was not long in appearing, for Cindy began to feel a strange wetness at the base of her spine. It spread from a tiny point to about the size of a poker chip, and then began to creep slowly up her spinal column.
Buck was licking his long, thick tongue up her back, inching along with infinite slowness, causing an uncontrollable shiver to run up and down her back. At first it was only a feeling of surprise, but then the tingling sensations turned to pleasure. Alarmed, the youngster attempted to move her arms from their cramped position tied behind her back, but she could only pull them up a little way from her body, and the wetness continued to move up and down until, inexplicably, it stopped entirely.
Cindy found herself waiting for its next appearance. Why had it stopped? Then she caught herself: she was actually thinking as if she wanted the lewd licking to continue. The very thought that she was enjoying being filmed like this was hideous…and her mind reeled with confusion. She no longer felt like herself…it seemed as though she must be someone else going through these horrid things…and Cindy, the young country girl, no longer existed. She couldn't…she couldn't be there on that dirty bed in an upstairs room of a fuck-film studio…no…such things didn't happen, and she fought the reality of the unbelievable scene, bitterly tossing her head from side to side.
"Keep licking, that looks hot," she heard Gillian direct from behind the camera. "She'll love it in a minute."
Then suddenly the moisture was back as Buck ran his tongue all the way up her inner thigh, slowly, delicately, until he reached the wetness of Cindy's nakedly spread cunt. She tried to squirm away, but he held onto her whitely protruding ass so that it stayed just where he wanted it, and before she could anticipate what he was going to do, he thrust his tongue deep into her pussy with all the strength he had in him.
It felt warm and soft soft pressure inside her unprotected opening, moving around and about tickling and pushing at the walls of her sensitive little cunt.
Buck could feel the confusion in Cindy's body as he continued tonguefucking into her, lapping at her sweet young cunt juices, sliding down and toying with her clitoris, only to return to the tender little hole above after a moment's teasing below. He knew he was getting through to her as the sounds she was making gradually changed to soft mmmmmms, hums of pleasure.
Cindy had convinced herself by now…no, this couldn't be real, the pleasure she felt was a hallucination…the whole thing made no sense at all. Every inch of her body reacting to the permeating vibrations of pleasure coming from the male actor's tongue, stuck in her like a tiny prick. With a great moan, she released what small doubts she still had and abandoned herself entirely to the joy of the rising feelings back between her wide-spread asscheeks. Buck tongue-fucked in further, and then began licking up the full crevice of her ass. He knew she was liking it, and she was going to like it even better before he was through. His face was glistening wet as he licked up and down in the nakedly split confines of her hotly squirming asscheeks.
Charlie could hardly believe his eyes. His mouth hung slackly open as he watched the gyrations of the young blonde's sensuously moving ass.
"Eat that pussy! Yeah! Eat it!" he cried.
Buck lifted his head up and spit out a command to his partner. "Take that gag out of her mouth…go on…take it out!"
Charlie did as he was told, removing the saliva-wet handkerchief from Cindy's mouth and throwing it on the floor. Just as he was removing it, Buck fucked several fingers up into her cunt, twisting them around as he teased the tightly clasping walls of the hotly streaming tunnel.
"Ooooooh oooooh!" Cindy cried out, completely out of control now as her heated young cunt locked hungrily around the lewdly fucking fingers, opening and closing around them as they explored deeper up inside with bolder and bolder thrusts.
Gillian gasped and felt her own cunt throb momentarily at the sensuous sight. Jesus Christ, she thought, the girl's going to go out of her mind and fuck them crazy in a minute!
Buck was working like a madman behind the young blonde's upturned ass, fucking crazily in and out of her, listening with something near delirious delight to her muffled sounds of uncontrollable excitement.
She was his woman, now…the same one who couldn't look him in the face earlier, the same type he had wanted to fuck almost all his life.
"Shhhhhiiiiit!" he exclaimed. "Shhhhiiiiit!"
Cindy bucked beneath the ramming hand, moaning with an ecstasy born from the complete oblivion in which she had placed her mind. She was nowhere…she was no one. What happened to her was pure feeling, pure sensation with no string of conscious thought attached. Her hotly quivering cuntlips opened still wider to admit his hand, the hot, slicky moistness inside increasing moment by moment.
Buck could tell she was just about to cum, and he didn't want it to be on his hand. He wanted to get his throbbing cock into that tight little pussy and feel it cumming all around it! It was time to fuck up into her with his rampant joystick, and he could almost taste the way it was going to feel inside there when he let loose all his pent-up jism and felt it pouring around his cock deep inside her cunt while she bucked and screamed from her own wild, pussy-bursting cumming.
It was going to make up for all the years he had subsisted in a rigged society, breaking his balls for the guys with the loot for pennies, until he finally gave it up. It was better to be a bum and live from hand to mouth than to go through life making somebody else rich. He feasted his eyes on the lovely girl kneeling on the bed, and he knew he would have to fuck her one way or another soon before he spilled his cum out all over her nakedly churning asscheeks. For a moment he considered fucking into the tight little asshole that pointed itself temptingly toward him, the little rosebud opening almost beckoning to him to fuck it. But he wanted the feel of her young, tight pussy wrapped around his cock, he decided…that would be the best.
He slowly slipped his fingers from her cunt and moved up toward her raised asscheeks, kneeling on the bed behind her, then he guided the smooth length of his cock into the opening between the wide-stretched thighs, his cum-filled balls aching painfully. He moved his fingers to the pink-tinged lips of the girl's wetly gushing pussy, parting them with his thumb and forefinger, then pressing his lust-thickened cock forward into the warm softness of the soft, curl-rimmed folds of soft, slicky cunt flesh.
He gave a loud groan. He had never felt anything like it. It was every bit as good as he had imagined. Cindy's wetly clasping young cunt slipped smoothly over his straining cock like a warm, tight glove, and he gasped aloud as the soft fleshy walls gave way, making room for his advancing hardness. The sound of his cries mingled with the highpitched wail that Cindy emitted, resounding lewdly around the shabby room. "Aaaaaah!" Cindy cried out as she was pressed down by his weight upon her. She trembled with emotion as she felt the enormous length of his cock fuck further and further up into her helplessly squirming belly. Then suddenly the reality of what was taking place returned to her with startling clarity. The probing of Buck's cock on the inside of her lewdly upraised cunt, the touching of the delicate surface of her cervix, brought her abruptly back to the fuck-film studio with the two barroom derelicts in it. And one of them was now fucking his cock into her, bearing down with all his might. Her humiliation returned full force, and once more she could feel the pain of the bindings on her hands and hear the whirring of the camera nearby.
She began to scream loudly and hysterically for him to stop fucking her, tears flooding her eyes and streaming down her cheeks and into her mouth, but he would not, could not stop. He was just at the point of cumming as he had never cum before, deep into her tightly gripping cunt, intruding into the passageway that he sought to widen and lengthen with the force of his heavy, asscheek-flattening fucks into her.
"Oh fuck, shit, piss! Aaaaaagh! Fuck back, you bitch. Fuck back!"
Buck's obscene cries echoed throughout the room and the young blonde groaned pitifully underneath him, beginning to turn on again to the insanely invading prick that impaled her mercilessly like a battering ram. When she began fucking back, Buck only became more excited. He didn't even care about her screams now; he wanted to hear her cry out, he wanted to tame her, and his cock expanded inside her to even larger proportions as he rose and fell upon her defenselessly spread body again and again.
Cindy felt as though her cunt would explode into a thousand pieces and she uttered a silent prayer that she would get to cum too. That was all that she could hope for now…every remnant of self-respect she had ever had was being fucked out of her now before the lewdly grinding lens of the all-seeing camera.
A guttural stream of lewd words spit out into the room behind her, and with another savage thrust, Buck's huge cock burst within her, spurting loose great jets of cum deep into her ravaged pussy as he twitched and moaned in the grasps of his overwhelming orgasm.
Then, just when she thought he had left her high and dry and it was all over, Cindy looked up to see the sight of the other man's lust-hardened cock waving before her contorted face.
"I'm gonna make her suck it, Buck…okay? Okay?" he said, and without waiting for an answer from his friend who remained mounted on Cindy's back, he fucked his huge erect hardness deep into the pliancy of her mouth. There was no use in her straining to keep her lips closed; he pushed and pushed until they gave way, admitting the heavily quivering rod far back into her defenseless throat. The full thickness of Charlie's shaft crushed into the warm, wet cavern of Cindy's mouth. He had been patient up to now, very patient, but he could wait no longer, the sight of Buck fucking into her cunt had been too much for anyone to take. He groaned as the hugeness of his prick filled the young helpless actress's throat completely with its fleshy stickiness.
He rapidly fucked his cock in and out of her wide-stretched lips, raping her mouth as if it were her cunt, and Cindy could feel the wild sensation of the other man's cum-drained cock still firmly implanted in her pussy below, although not as hard now.
"Suck, suck, suck!" Charlie screamed. "Suck!" And unable to contain himself any longer, he spewed out his cum deep down into her greedily sucking throat, sending his lewd cum roaring like an unleashed torrent of molten lava far back into the hidden recesses of her hungrily gulping throat.
"Ooooooh Lord," Gillian, still behind the camera, moaned softly to herself as she watched the man step back and pull his cum-slickened cock from between the girl's still hungrily nibbling lips. "The bastards didn't fuck her to a cum. The movie's ruined if she doesn't cum too!" Her mind worked a mile a minute as she watched the unsatiated young blonde twisting tortuously about on the bed.
"Ooooh God, somebody fuck my pussy and make it cum," she was pleading through her cum-slickened lips. "God, someone's got to fuck me!"
It was in that instant that Gillian made up her mind. If she was going to make a good fuck-film director, she would have to learn to think on her feet and ad lib scenes at a moment's notice. And…this was one of those moments. That girl just had to cum to complete the picture or she wouldn't have a chance in hell of ever selling it and getting back the money that she had invested in it.
"Hang on, baby," she suddenly crooned softly over to the young blonde.
"Mama's going to come over and lick your little pussy for you."
The voluptuous blonde older woman set the camera on automatic run, and licking her lips in anticipation, walked slowly over to the bed and crawled up between the young, desperately moaning youngster's thighs.
"Oooooh, lick it, please lick it before I go out of my mind," the girl was pleading as Gillian reached down and spread her soft, curl-rimmed cuntlips with her fingers and licked her tongue deep up inside the warm pink pussy flesh before her eyes.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned to herself as she felt the girl's cunt walls lock tightly around her slickly fucking tongue. "Besides the money, there are other rewards in this business too!"
"Jesus Christ," the man called Buck suddenly intoned. "Would you look at that beautiful ass of hers! I'm gonna fuck the shit out of it while she sucks off that little blonde chick."
Gillian, her cunt throbbing at the lewd thought of being fucked in the ass while tongue-fucking another girl's cunt, could hardly believe her luck. This was going to be the hottest fuck film ever made and she could hardly wait to show it to Stephen and Frank. They would both fuck her silly when they saw it. It would drive them out of their skulls.
The thoughts whirled their way through her passion-gripped mind, as she felt her skirt being pulled up from behind, her panty cuntband being pushed aside, and a long thick cock fucking deep up into her ready and waiting cunt. She had finally found her niche in life and she was going to love every mind-blowing moment of it from this minute on! She would be the best and most dedicated fuck-film director the business had ever seen!!!