My cock itched at the tip. Her pussy was sopping wet, clamping down on my dick as her hips bucked into me. She shuddered, moaning around the thick coc... stuffed in her mouth.Her pussy spasmed about my cock. My wife shuddered and moaned even louder around the Black man's shaft."She's cumming!" I groaned, savoring her velvety tunnel massaging my shaft. My balls smacked into her clit. My back arched. I clenched my butt-cheeks, driving deep into her wonderful, spasming depths."Fuck, fuck! Here comes. I know I sure did."Derrick nodded slightly and picked up a drink. He turned to find Ben and an older man, most likely his father, coming up to them."Tate Benedict," the older man said while extending his hand. "I just wanted to come down and meet the people who have my son so excited. Derrick, it seems your reputation is well earned. I saw a handful of stills and I must say, they look great. Ashley, fantastic, from what I hear. I'll be blunt. I was leery of hiring you after what some of the. They are hokey and the stories are so incredibly contrived, but for killing time, especially on a quiet set, there is nothing better," Mia said, now watching the action on the screen. "And don't worry about you're secret. It's safe with me,"Elisha smiled as she stepped away from the wall, feeling a little stupid for thinking that Mia had knew what she was doing in here."Yeah, I watch them every now and then. You know, to try and gauge how not to over do lines," Elisha said, her voice still. I'm going to reward you."Natalie was mesmerized by now, a feeling landing somewhere between complete horniness, an artists grasp of Sandra's body, and fear. It was so easy to go along with the words. The counter was high, so she climbed up onto it carefully, knocking a basket of fruit to the floor. Laying face down, she wiggled her bottom in the air.Sandra's hand came down across her heavy buns in a slap. Natalie winced and then squirmed in pleasure. She was wetting the counter. The hand.