Eating Lunch, Then Another Scene

Sabrina continued to feed you and herself through the meal, and the two of you flirted and laughed and talked about your childhoods. It was calm and wholesome and relaxing, and when both sandwiches were done you stroked your fingers through her hair to move a loose strand behind her ear and kissed her again.

“You know I can feel you,” Sabrina said, putting her hand on your chest with a teasing smile.

“I know,” you smiled. “But I’m enjoying this.”

“I know, me too,” she said. “But we still have more work to do. Think you’re ready with another big load for me?”

“One more kiss and I will be,” you grinned.

The two of you went through the same routine as before, deciding on where it would happen and how, then positioning cameras and testing lighting. Sabrina had filmed several blowjob clips using realistic dildos already, so she’d worked out a few angles that would work better than others to hide her face while showing off her lips and mouth, but it was still going to require her to edit in some face blurring for incidental catches.

This time you would be the one that was stationary, lounging on the couch in your pants and shirt. Once the cameras were rolling, you put on the role again and called out to Sabrina. “Babe, come out here.”

Sabrina came out of the bedroom wearing a black set of lingerie that was all lace and mesh. To top it off, she was wearing thigh-high black stockings that contrasted amazingly with her pale skin. “Yes, Daddy?” she asked. She strode over in front of you and knelt between your legs, bringing herself into the frame perfectly for the ‘main shot’ phone in your hands. “I really hope I’ve been a good girl since last time, Daddy. I really want to taste some Daddy Dick today.”

“You have been,” you said, reaching out one hand and running your thumb along her jawline and then across her lips. She took your thumb between them and sucked, and you slowly pulled it out, her lower lip dragging with it until your thumb reached her chin and her lip snapped back up. “You’ve been absolutely perfect in every way.”

“Can I suck your cock, please?” Sabrina begged. “I really deserve a reward.”

“Go ahead,” you said.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she grinned, those small but supple lips of hers twisting into an excited grin. She leaned forward, her bra-clad chest pressing into the obvious bulge in your pants, and she made kissing noises right next to the phone. The actual positioning made a kiss impossible, but the view on the phone definitely looked like it was real.

You winked at Sabrina, and she grinned and winked back, before moving back into the frame.

Sabrina worked slowly, first feeling and kissing your cock through your pants, fawning over your size for the camera. Then she unzipped your pants and reached her hand in, feeling you up without showing anything to the camera. Finally, she unbuttoned your pants and pulled them down, your cock snapping up to attention to her delighted, if exaggerated, gasp of delight.

She started with a handjob, then teasing with her tongue around the very tip of your cock, then slowly lower. Licking your shaft like an ice cream cone. Them taking you between her lips, slowly working lower and lower, then back to teasing with her tongue. Back to her lips.

At one point you couldn’t help yourself and you reached forward, brushing your fingers through her hair. She’d been playing up all her talking for the camera, looking right at it instead of at you even though her eyes weren’t in the shot, but when you did that her eyes came back to you and softened.

“You are the best,” you said. “And you’re mine.”

“I am,” she grinned. “All yours.”

The blowjob continued. It was great for you, though any blowjob that isn’t downright horrible is generally going to be enjoyable. It just wasn’t the same as when Sabrina was able to go all out. When she choked herself on you, when she went wild, she had the freedom to be herself. She couldn’t do that on camera because half the screen would have to be blurred out if she took you too deeply.

It was good, but it was work, not passion.

“Where do you want to come, Daddy?” she eventually asked. “In my mouth? Or my pretty titties?”

We’d already discussed the finish. “I want to cover those beautiful breasts,” you said.

“Mmmm, I love that, Daddy,” she hummed and grinned, and then took off her bra.

Sabrina went back to blowing you and soon you nodded to her that you were close. She talked dirty to the camera but kept her eyes on you as she started beating you off quickly with both hands, sitting up to point your cock at her tits.

You nodded, letting her know you were about to go off, and since her face was completely off-camera she shot you a silent air kiss. Then you let your toes curl and your ass clench as you came four big globs across her small breasts, one particularly large spurt covering her left nipple and areola entirely.

“Yes, that’s it, Daddy,” she crooned, stroking your cock like she was petting a cat as she sat back with a big grin on her face. With her other hand she scooped that fingerful of cum from her nipple and brought it to her mouth, making sounds like it was the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted.

“Thank you,” she said, and bit her lower lip for the camera. “And cut.”

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