I suddenly felt the need to freshen up and take a rest before leaving for office.I stood and felt an urgent need to pee. So I knocked on the door and ...o my surprise found, it was open. As I entered I saw her in front of the mirror and humming. As she saw me she just held out her arms and we embraced each other tightly. She naughtily tugged my pole and lovingly caressed it. My tool instantly came back to life. Shit at this pace I would become a sex maniac. She was in a no mood to let go my. Snuff Girls were stunt girls who would do stunts that the regular talent wouldn't touch – usually because of a healthy respect for their own lives.Tri-d had replaced flatscreen technology years ago. But now that a typical viewer could watch a scene from any angle they chose, fake special effects really sucked, especially back when Tri-d was first introduced. Realistic flatscreen effects were easy to produce because the producer controlled the viewpoint of the viewer. The stunt people required. The renewed applause and appreciation seemed to suggest I was on theright track. But what I was supposed to do next? I couldn't strip off myuniform, I had ... nothing to show. Or rather, too much, in onedepartment at least. I could keep dancing, but how then was I supposedto earn the money I'd been told to get? Would someone come and give itto me?I decided I needed to get a better idea of what was around the stage, soI left the pole and, as sinuously as I could manage, half-crawled. Now with him inside me, I could feel him deeper than in any other position, even when I slammed myself down onto him he wasn't this deep! I let go of my arse, letting my cheeks try to close around his cock, not being able to fully move back into place due to John being so deep in me. With both of us really enjoying how deep his cock is buried, we stay like this for a while, John holding my hips hard against his. Eventually John begins to move his hips, grinding his cock in my depths, causing.