Dianna thought she would wretch, as Jez forced her to taste her own arse.The guy anal fucking her did not last very long and he soon pumped his seed u... her tight arse. He demounted off Dianna. Dianna had know idea just how how much of a slutty filthy whore she looked in her positon. On all fours, her big tits hanging down, her face covered in piss and cum, her arsehole and pussy well stretched and leaking cum.Then there is silence. She wonders if this is the end of her assault. She soon. Her nose had cotton in it, she looked like she had went 3 rounds with the Tasmanian Devil. I went over to her, and I had to hug her, but she was so sore I just lightly hugged her and patted her.She told me she was sorry, but she had no one to call right here, her Mom would come and get her and take her home to Denver, but that would mean she had to move back to Denver.She wanted to recoup and go back to work if possible; she did not want to call her mom. She really did not want her mom to even. I was in the kitchen when she came back inside where she grabbed me and kissed me long and passionately. I got her against the wall and we kept making out. Something about pushing her against the wall got her turned on even more and she took my shirt off. We kept kissing and I finally got the nerve (as I said, I was extremely nervous) to grab her tits. After feeling her up through the shirt she pushed me away and said, "We have a problem. Your shirt is off and mine is still on." I grabbed. Introductions went around.“So you’re here to take pictures of Matt?” Carl asked her.“Yeah, class project, you know,” she replied, as she started putting together light stands and tripods. I pretended not to be too interested in her setup, but secretly, the things she’d brought fascinated me.“Are you going to take any band shots?” he continued.She looked him over with one brow raised. “I wasn’t, but I guess I’m going to have to now, since you wore your best shirt.”Laughter went around the room,.