Fink smiled at the special brackets around those names.The basic set up for Cordelia was that she had to believe she'd come to L.A. to be and actress....But she couldn't get a break and wound up in porn to make a living. She'd hate it. But she'd never quit and would obey any commands the company manager gave her. No matter what.There were similar brackets around "hate it". "No hate in my bimbos," Fink muttered.This arrangement would see her at the mercy of the cast and crew of whatever film she. I was wearing my blue Bikini, that didn't cover much but hey what the Hell I'm on holidays and I'll never see these people again. I sat by the pool for a couple hours drinking margaritas, probably a little too many it was getting later in the day when I decided to go back to the room to maybe have a nap and wait for Chuck to get back. I walked out of the elevator down the hall on the way to my room when I passed a room with the door open there was 2 young men drinking beer inside, I kept. Shemoaned and groaned loudly. "Oh yes! Yes! I'm creaming. I'm creaming!I'm creaming!" And she was. Girl cum began pouring out of her pussy,dripping down my face. There was such a flood that it leaked behindmy gag and into my mouth. God! Mistress Penelope had the most pungenttasting pussy juice I'd ever tasted. I wanted more and was frustratedby my inability to lock my mouth onto her hole and suck every lastdrop of her excretion. I made up my mind then that I would do allwithin my power to have. I could have been even rougher. There had been a limit to what she would have gone along with but I hadn't reached it. I still felt uncomfortable with what I did do. She said her arms had been sore the next day as were her two holes.My wife surprised me by saying something after Diane told the other two women about her night. My wife said that her fantasy was to have so much sex in one evening that her slit and anus would be sore the next day. My eyebrows went up at that because that would take.