The head of his cock pressing hard against his pants seemed to practically be begging to get inside me. As his excitement grew his thrusts became more...urgent and forceful. He wrapped one arm around my waist and I thought he was going to unzip his pants and slip me his rock hard cock right in front of everyone, but he didn’t. Instead he lightly lifted me so now his cock was poised to enter me. I opened my legs a bit further so the whole head of his cock with pants and all were now able to slide. Fine.” Ughh. Watching some playback from the cameras after a couple of days made everyone groan because of how bad it was. Further, all the foreplay and romance in the group had totally vanished, except for what went on behind closed doors. There were no kisses hello or goodbye. No hugs. No handshakes and back slaps. Just mechanical humanoid robots walking through the day.Brian Knight, an NBC producer, showed up on Sunday evening. He met with us informally, and urged us to get over the hurdle. I was going to cum on his jeans any second. He kissed me so deeply, shooting his tongue in my mouth as he stopped my movements. He groaned as he pushed away from me to take his black shirt off and drop his jeans and sexy boxers. He stared at me as if I was cold water on a scorching hot day. His cock was huge and so thick. I trembled at the sight of it. I wanted it in me and I didn’t care if it hurt or not. I hastily laid down on the lawn chair and beckoned him with my fingers and body. He. .." He trailed on. I placed a single finger over his lips."I'm on the pill."He hesitated for an elongated moment where we looked straight into each other's eyes. He slowly seemed to come to a decision, and let sweet gravity pull us downwards onto the sheets. My heart began to raceOur lips met and kissed fiercely while I tugged playfully at his shirt and belt buckle. He finally succumbed to the shirt pulling, and released his kiss to remove it. A row of abs were visible in the dim light, and my.