He was wearing swimming shorts. I didn’t move - I looked up at him awash with fear and embarrassment, aghast and wondering what to do. No words were...spoken. We looked at each other for maybe thirty seconds, seemingly frozen in the moment. Then he moved. He reached down and pulled his swimming trunks down to his ankles. My eyes were drawn to between his legs and my gaze fell upon the first cock I’d ever seen in real life. It was about five inches long and flaccid but as I watched he took it in. “You don’t need to know your motivation, Ms. Streep,” Scott snapped, slamming down onto my cock too hard and bending it, uncomfortably. Two cameramen were leaning on me, one on my chest and one on my knees, and they were catching the close up, I guess, of my dick going into Scott’s butt. He was facing away from me, but I could tell he was making faces about me because of Craig’s reactions and I swear I was about to say screw it and quit, but then Scott leaned way back and called over to Dyl. . ” He smiled and said, “Maybe you can model a little for me tonight.” We pulled into a condominium complex and parked in front of his unit. We got out and went to the door. As he unlocked it and opened it, I could see it was quite a nice place. He led me to his bedroom, where he instructed me to get comfortable, leave my bag, and join him in the den for a drink. I took off my shoes and sweat pants, before walking to the den. He poured me a glass of scotch on the rocks. After taking a good sip, I. The feel of his shaft against her clit, it was making her hum and coo in bliss.Noah came quickly, dropping a batch on his stomach. “Impressive technique, well done.”“The way you spoke, I was expecting you to last longer. I can’t deny my disappointment.”“Well as you can see from the amount, it’s been a while. That was the easy one.” Noah took another drink of wine. “I’m nowhere near done yet, and you have plenty of work to do. For starters, I see a mess you need to clean up.”“As you wish.” She.