As soon as we entered the room, the bags hit the floor and Jill was in my arms. She started kissing me while taking off my shirt. In just a matter of ... minute, she had my clothes off and started on hers. I watched as she removed each piece, exposing her sexy body. Then she walked back to me. She said, “It's time, I have to have your cock. I want it right fucking now.” Jill took my hand and led me to the bed. She lay down, pulling me down beside her. I rubbed her swollen clit, between my thumb. ..I can keep at least down to a grunt. Ben pulls out long enough to spin me around to face him, pressing me back against the racks again, wraps my legs around him, and enters me swiftly again. I use one of my arms to steady myself by hold onto a rack behind me, desperately glad that they were not clanging or rattling. I wrap the other arm around his neck. So far I'm impressed with my ability to not scream aloud like I want to, but Ben does something that makes that nearly impossible. He leans. "At this a fussy and harassed-looking man, holding a clip board, came bustling up to them."Come on everybody! Time to shoot this bloody scene before the fire starts to go down. Let's get on with it!"He looked at Veronica. "I don't recognise you. What are you doing here? Never mind! At least you undress a lot more quickly than the rest of this lot!"Veronica became aware that, all about her, the men and women around the fire were stripping off their clothes. Soon she was no longer unique in her. As the final weeks of rehearsal progressed, Sylvie and the young guy got more and more into their characters and I got hornier and hornier watching. At home, Sylvie confessed that she was enjoying grinding against him and that he was finding it more and more difficult not to become aroused. In the final week, I had planned three dress rehearsals. Up to this point, we had not included the final bed scene but now we needed to include the full set for each of the scenes and practice the scene.