The producer noticed her improved visual “image” as she showed off for Randy, short for Randall. She liked the double meaning because he invariabl... was that on those working days. Her pussy was in much better condition and he got it last thing in the day, usually just before sleep.She moved on to videos while he stayed with the photography crew although would occasionally be on her set when his crew wasn’t busy. The first time he saw her get a creampie he was wild after they got to the place. I can’t bring myself to call her Alice, despite how kind she is to me.I’m a scientist, not a nun. I knew there were fucking machines, but who could possibly bankroll something like this? Pornhub? Is there some weird robotic fantasy I’m working to fulfill?The girl certainly seemed smitten by it, writhing and climaxing nearly a dozen times before I removed the phallus, deciding that she had enough. I don’t know how long she could have kept going, but an hour of fucking this weird, cold snake-like. He suddenly seemed so manly, so at ease.“Oh yeah, she just walked in,” he said. He held his phone out. “Mom wants to talk to you.”My brief moment of serenity was replaced by panic. Did he tell her? Was this the end of our friendship? I felt my entire body flush with shame. I took the phone and slowly put it to my ear, trying to quell the shaking of my limbs. “Uh, hi Jen,” I said.“What up you whore!” she said in her usual jovial manner. Just so you know, that was her common greeting for. And. . . and other sounds." She shuddered and blushed."And so you had to see?" he asked in a hushed tone."Yes, Milord." she answered in a tiny voice."And what did you see?" he asked and grinned, his hand tracing across the exposed swell of her large breasts. "What, oh what, did you peep?" Things that scared me, Milord." Then why did you keep coming back?"She looked up at him and met his gaze for a second before she looked away again. "I . . . I . . . I don't know. Or . . . actually didn't.