A year later

It has been quiet a few months for Jenna. While I continued to train and fuck her as often as I could, we developed a friendship. When she wasn't on set or infront of a camera, we were either training or fucking and so far noone has caught us even after we fucked on set in her trailer.

*slurp* *gluck* *slurp*

Wednesday has premiered and is a fucking hit show on Netflix getting renewed for a second season a few weeks after its premier. Jennas fame has shot through the roof even more and tonight she is a guest on a late night show. Currently, she is kneeling infront of me backstage, sucking me off to calm herself down a bit. Her hand massages my balls as she lowers her head and lets my cock into her throat. I moan quietly to not get noticed and watch her. She doesn't struggle with most of it. Only the last quarter is still a challenge. We lock eyes and we both smile.

A knock on the door let's her freeze. Her head moves up and she jerks my cock with her right hand.

I am on the phone. Thank god we locked the door from the inside, even though we are sure the personnell can open it from the outside. The stagemanager informs us, that the host we will with us in 2 minutes to greet her before the show. She let's go of my cock. We have to finish this later, I can't greet him and have the smell of cum coming from my mouth. She cleans up infront of the mirror while I stuff my hard cock into my pants. She giggles. That thing can't be hidden.

The host greets us and quickly walks Jenny through the planned show before he leaves us again. I put my hand on her shoulder. Before you go.. I have something for you. I hold up a rather small buttplug made from silicone. Bent over slut.