I fought the urge to satisfy myself as I shaved my legs, underarms, and pouty, tingling nether lips. I made soft finger curls in the triangle of dark ...londe hair adorning my feminine mound. I carefully patted my smooth lips dry, and admired my delicate sex in a hand mirror before wrapping my robe around my already aroused body. I set my shoulder length hair in fat hair rollers, and set all the tools I needed on my bed to finish conditioning my body for him. With a steaming cup of tea on my. ” I beg her as I continue to lick her pussy trying to get every drop of her that I can. She grabs my hair and pulling my head back says, “Not until I say so you little bitch. Now clean me up.” I finish licking up all her wonderful juices and then stand back up. She takes her hand and grabs the vibrator and starts moving it all around making me squirm and whimper with need and desire. I can’t help but start pleading with her. “Oh god, please, please, please.” I beg her over and over. All he wanted was to get back to the hotel room and get his cock into her, himself. And that’s what happened. No sooner had they entered the room than they had stripped each other off. Martine had gone down on him immediately and Max stood their willing himself not to come too soon. He didn’t. Manoeuvring Martine onto the bed he had got her on all fours and banged the hell out of her. After Martine had shrieked her orgasm Max had fired a bucket load of cum all over her. Then they did it again.. Some leave in tears, but not this guy.He started blaming her. She was doing her part. He said that she had an attitude. He was embarrassed. I get that. No one wants to fail on camera. O.K. let’s take a break I figured. She was really getting nervous and upset at this point. It had been a much longer shoot than I had thought. I was starting to panic at this point. J said he went to film school but all he was getting was wide angle shots. I took over filming. She went down on him again. Maybe,.