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She stood there, naked, dumbfounded. Just then, the door flew open and Lance Rodman loped into the room.
Her eyes grew wide. Lance was a big guy. One of our biggest—and I wasn’t only talking about his cock. He worked out religiously and sometimes I feared he looked more like he belonged in the WWE than in porn.
“Nice,” he whispered as he got closer to Abby, who still had a look of shock spread across her face. “Are we ready?” He stripped off his board shorts, revealing an erect cock. The guy was a walking hard-on. He stroked it a few times then turned to Abby, whose mouth was pretty much on the ground. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll get you so wet my big cock won’t hurt you one bit.”
I stifled my laugh at Lance’s brazenness. He never failed to shock the newbies.
“On your knees.” He directed her in front of him and she lowered, one knee hitting the ground then the next. “Let’s see what we’re working with.”
Once Lance was in the room, I didn’t really have to do much other than watch.
“Does sucking a stranger’s cock get you hot, sweetheart?”
There it was, a flare in her eyes.
She grabbed his cock in her small hand, staring in awe as she slid it up and down the length. Then she did something that I wasn’t expecting. She spit on it once, then a second time, increasing the speed of her fist.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” He cupped her chin. “It’s just you and me here.” He pinched one of her nipples with his thumb and forefinger. “Ahhhh…” Lance threw his head back and groaned.
Holy shit. Abby had just swallowed most of his nine-inch cock.
Ben was never one to show emotion or be animated during casting, but today he smacked me in the biceps. This girl had our attention.
“You’re making me feel so good right now. Open wider…” He grabbed the back of her head. “That’s it.”
Exactly the reason why Lance was my go-to guy for casting calls. He had an uncanny ability to make the girls feel comfortable. To break through their fear and hesitation and help them let go so that I could see their true sexual nature. Although Abby wasn’t hesitating much.
“Tell me how much you like it.”
She mumbled around him, doing pretty well for her first time. Saying all the right things you’d want to hear when a girl sucked you off.
But there was one very important thing I had to verify before I would hire someone. I stood and walked over, looking over Lance’s shoulder to get the POV shot.
“Look up, sweetheart. Show Max how much you want my cum on your face.”
She looked up, blue eyes smacking me right in the face. And suddenly, it wasn’t Abby on her knees, it was Everly. Pools of blue swirling back at me, her plain lips sucking on my cock. In the middle of that café.
When Lance moaned, he knocked me back to reality, and I stepped away. My breath heavy. My blood pumping through my veins at super speed. I staggered to my chair, rubbing the back of my neck. When I settled, I looked over at Ben, who stared at me with confusion.
In front of us, I heard Lance roar and watched as he pulled out, jerking his shaft, his orgasm exploding all over her mouth and tongue. She scrunched up her eyes and took it all.
Ben walked over and gave her a towel to wipe her face. But she looked confused. “You don’t want to see me have sex?” She looked over at Lance’s pelvic area thinking that he was burnt-out.
“Do I look like I’m finished, sweetheart?” Lance stroked his cock. The cock that was still steel-rod straight.
Her mouth formed into a tight O but was snapped shut when Lance lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He distributed her on the couch and then went to his knees, wasting no time licking a line up her folds. She moaned, grabbing on to the pleather with both hands and lifting herself up, grinding her pelvis into his face.
“Shit. Shit. He’s good at that.”
Lance worked her pussy with his mouth and with every lick I watched as her body flushed a little more, how she bit her lip a little harder, how her eyes squeezed tighter.
“I bet the football players on campus don’t know how to do that,” Ben chuckled beside me.
“Oh, God.” Her body shivered, an uncontrollable convulsion that had her palm cupping the back of Lance’s head, pressing his face harder against her core.
He didn’t stop there. Grabbing her hips, he hefted her closer to the edge of the couch and positioned himself between her legs.
He whacked his cock on her clit a couple of times and she jumped each time, a moan sounding low in her throat.
