His strong hand ran through my hair to the back of my head and hebegan to, gently but forcefully, push my mouth further onto his manhood. Ibegan to st...oke the shaft back and forth as my tongue swirled expertly aroundthe top of his cock. My other hand reached up to cup his heavy balls andstroke their velvet sack. He groaned as i squeezed softly and I realised myperformance was turning me on, my pussy was feeling hot and slippery beneathmy silken petticoats. I squirmed and rubbed my creamy thighs. We have a fake one while will make a noise, but all it does it put a red dot on your forehead. That way it looks like you’ve had the bolt shot into your brain. Then you’ll be hung up by your feet. That’s where the live action ends and computer graphics takes over and simulates having your throat cut and being gutted then cut up for meat.”“I thought you said we’d be fucked.”“Yes, you are. But the girls in the story aren’t told that. They just think they’re making a horror movie. Part of the. ” She knelt down before him and looked at his glistening rod. It was covered in a light film of her own filth. Tom groaned at the thought that that would deter her from finishing him off, but was instantly surprised when she smiled and started to breath heavily at the sight of it. “Oh god, that is so hot,” she said as she brought the cock down to her mouth and plunged forward onto it. She moaned as she licked every bit of it, shit or not. Tom felt the load spring forward and like clockwork she. He loved every second of it.At the height of it all...She left him "hanging" and went back into the dance club.When inside, she walked back to the employee's private table.The employees didn't know where their fellow employee was but afterlooking at her, quite frankly, they didn't care.They could guess what had happened.They could see that her hair was a little messed up. They noticed theleft shoulder strap of her dress was now ever so delicately down aroundher upper arm. They didn't want to.