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The Shoot
Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: FrankNoir, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
shooting out through his stiff cock. And like wet, burning hot caresses he let the jets rain over Becky's face, hitting her hair, her cheeks, her breasts. He wished he could have kept going, that he could have covered her in an inextinguishable supply of the nectar of his lust. The men kept stroking their cocks, after they had stopped squirting. They succeeded in pressing a few, lazy, white drops onto her tongue. And finally Becky heard the whirring of the camera coming to an end. All was quiet on the set. And the cameraman put the camera away. Jack and the director wiped themselves with tissue paper and started dressing. Becky, too, grabbed a handful of Kleenex, wiped the semen of her body and went to the dressing room to change into her everyday clothes. Just as she was getting ready to go, there was a knock on the door. Outside stood the cameraman. "I was thinking," he said hesitantly. "It's nearly seven o'clock, so..." "So?" Becky asked. "So if you're not doing anything tonight," he went on, "maybe you and I could go out and have dinner." Becky laughed. "Great idea. Then maybe we can think of something to do later on." Smiling, the cameraman took her arm and they started walking. "Well, if we can't think of anything, I have this film we could watch." Becky laughed out loud, as they left the studio, walking out under the streetlights.