Casting director’s office, but this isn’t just another audition. A tight red dress clings as she adjusts sunglasses, hiding the fact her pussy’s already wet from thinking about that dick in the corner. The black bag sits open—inside? Not clothes. Thick cocks wrapped in latex, waiting. She fakes nonchalance while unzipping one herself, tongue darting out like she’s testing air. ‘Yeah’ slips past lips before she even finishes undoing buttons. Hands grip that shaft hard enough to bruise as head lowers—deepthroat practice or real hunger? Teeth graze skin through fabric while fingers dig into thigh muscles, pulling her closer for a sloppy start.
