I ve had girls ask for a lot at a casting. Nobody had ever started with this. She pushed my legs up and back, held them there and buried her face in my ass. No warm-up, no giggling. Just her tongue, slow and wet, then deeper, for almost three minutes, while the side camera caught every second of it: my legs in the air, her red hair spilling over my thighs, one hand flat on the sheets to hold herself steady. Every so often she came up for air, smiled, and went straight back down.
That s the shot a handheld camera never gets. From the side you see all of it. How close she is, how long she stays there, how much she obviously likes it.
Then I put her on her back
When she finally let go of my legs, I laid her across the white sheets and fucked her missionary, her bra pulled down, the pearls bouncing on her chest, one hand behind her head. She turned her face to the camera with her tongue out, as if she wanted whoever watches the casting tapes to see it. Then I leaned do
