Gianna Michaels!

"Holy Shit," you say as you feel your cock immediately firm up and grow down your pant leg.

Standing in the doorway is the woman that you’ve spent hours jacking off to and wasted countless loads of cum thinking of. You try to take in all of her as you stand in awe. Long red-brown hair, a sultry face, natural tits the size of melons stuffed into violet leopard print tank top, and a pair of long legs leading to her fantastic ass clad in a tight black miniskirt. She has the body of a wet dream and she fucks like a wildcat as well! You’re lucky that you don’t blow your load right there as you think of the things you’d like to do to her...

“Uh, you’re the guy with the monster cock, right,” Gianna asks, breaking your concentration on her body. “Your friend didn’t mention that you were mute.”

“No, I’m not. I mean– Yes, but no,” you say, trying to find your words as your tongue wants to roll right out of mouth.

“Yes to the cock, no to the mute thing, right,” the starlet says as she walks into the house. “Relax, I’m just giving you shit,” she said and laid her hand on my chest. “Now are you going to whip that thing out or were you waiting for something else?”

“Um, sure,” you say and start unbuttoning you pants. “I just thought that we’d wait for the camera...”

“I just wanted to make sure that you’re packing the real deal, before we got started. You’re friend paid me ahead of time and for my plane ticket but this deal all hinges on your cock.”

You drop your pants and boxers and your huge rod springs up, the golfball sized head of it disappears under her miniskirt and bumps against her panty clad pussy lips.

Gianna’s eyes bulge as she takes in the full size of your cock. “Looks real enough,” she says slyly and then she wraps her fingers around her cock and pulls up on it, increasing the pressure of your cockhead against her pussy. “Mmmmmm. Feels fine, too. All right, boys lets get this party started! Where are we filming?”