And the stuff in his hand was just the remote that he used to take the photos. He was making a real collection taken on each angle of me getting hardl... fucked by him. That excited him even more. He was now pounding me as hard and fast as he could. My pussy was getting destroyed, I had completely lost the control and I was moaning and screaming like a fool. Suddenly he stopped moving as I was feeling his warm juice filling my vagina. That time he immediately jumped off the bed. He was impatient. "OMG that hurts!" she screamed into the pillow, but he was only in the depth of his head. He began moving the head in and out of her asshole, careful not to pull it all the way out. He got on his feet to leverage himself and pushed her torso down so her ass was elevated higher. He kept the pressure on. Thu breathed harder and finally forced herself to relax and let him fully in. He began pumping her steadily, enjoying the sensation of fucking her asshole. There was a closet mirror next to them. " Yes," Trish said, "but only if you're ready in the next thirty minutes." Michael, I'm going with Trish to get her items from her old job. Michelle and Tamara are doing work stuff today," I said. "If you have something you would like to do, you can use the Jag. Or... you can go with us." I'll tag along with you and Trish if you don't mind," he said. "I'm enjoying not having to think about scripts, locations, and makeup." Trish, why don't you call Cindy and get her to talk to Jerry and Steve. I cleaned his dick so completely that he didn't need to wipe it off. All he needed to do was stuff his cock back into his shorts. I watched as he pulled up, then zipped up his pants as he prepared to leave. He stopped long enough to tell me, “That was the best blow job that I've ever got.” The he was out the door and gone,’ I sat back on the commode and savored the lingering taste of his cum still on my tongue. Then I heard a noise to my left. Turning, I looked at the hole on that side of me..