More pictures and more sex

“Fuuuuck!” he muttered, feeling lightheaded as he straightened. His knees were worryingly weak after his third consecutive orgasm. He took a moment, trying to slow down his breath and heartbeat, admiring his handiwork. Jessica looked like she had been the center of a rather rowdy gangbang. Sitting on her heels, she knelt on the floor naked. Her pretty, freshly-shaven pussy visible between her knees, her slim, girly stomach and firm breasts were splattered in glistening, quickly-congealing saliva that had dripped from her chin. The further up he looked, the worse the situation became until there literally wasn’t a square millimeter of skin on her face that wasn’t coated in a drying mixture of her spit, snot, tears, make-up as well as his white cum and the thick drop of his spit that now oozed down her brow. Her hair, silky and luxurious when he had first met her earlier in the evening, was now a complete mess, matted by sweat, jizz and spit and stuck out in tufts where he had grabbed and pulled on it. Panting to catch her breath while keeping her eyes closed to avoid getting blinded by his alkaline cum, she bore little resemblance to the gorgeous, world-renowned actress and looked much more like a pornstar. A complete cum dumpster.

“Stay!”

Jessica felt a shiver as he sharply commanded her like a dog, but she didn’t have it in herself to put a stop to this. It almost felt like she was under some sort of spell. He was in charge of her and she couldn’t help but obey and kneel on the floor, completely blind while listening to his footsteps walking across the room, then returning to her. She almost hoped he would get her a towel or something to wipe her face with, but those hopes were quickly dashed when she heard the clicking of the camera. He was taking pictures of her!

She felt a shiver when she thought about these photos leaking to the public. These weren’t your regular celebrity nudes of her playfully pulling down her top to show her tits or posing naked in front of the bathroom mirror, these were hardcore pictures, showing her naked and absolutely wrecked in the aftermath of a rough pounding. If these pictures were to be published, her life would be in tatters, she would never live this down.

“Smile, you dumb bimbo cunt!”

She swallowed hard, feeling a rush of humiliation at the situation she had maneuvered herself into. He was completely in control now, she was well and truly at his mercy. For a moment she wanted to tell him that he couldn’t show these pictures to anyone, but at the same moment she knew it would be wasted words. What she did instead, was obey.

“Magnifique!” Pierre muttered as beneath the glaze of all sorts of bodily fluids and make-up, that gorgeous, sparkling smile appeared. Seeing a smile she had flashed countless smiles on red carpets all over the world shine out from beneath the congealing layer of cum was something special and he proceeded to snap away.

“Open your eyes!” he ordered and when he sensed her hesitation, he added, “You can use your fingers to wipe the cum away first!”

It still stung when Jessica’s beautiful, brown eyes opened after rubbing the jizz from her lids, her long lashes encrusted in drying semen, but she valiantly fought the urge to blink and stared up at the lens of the camera as he took his pictures. He had her cup and lift her tits for the camera, made her stick out her tongue once again and even made her squint in an adaption of a ridiculous ahegao-face.

“Good!” he finally smugly nodded after Jessica had given up the last shreds of her dignity. “I think it’s time we get that mess off you. Let’s hit the shower!”

Jessica smiled. A hot shower actually sounded nice right now, right before she could fall into bed and catch the final bit of sleep that she could get. However, as she moved to stand, the bald, older man grabbed her by the hair, wrapping the silky strands tightly around his knuckles. She let out a painful gasp, flinching as he began leading her through the room, but she had **** but to follow as he unceremoniously dragged her to the bathroom.

Here, he had Jessica take off her boots before he had her get into the large glass shower. He had her clean herself up by his command as he stood back, directing her like she was acting in a movie. As the traces of their nasty sessions washed away to reveal her stunning, make-up-free beauty, he once again had her pose for his camera. Making her press her breasts against the glass shower wall, he took a few pictures of her flattened tits before encouraging her to take the shower head off the wall and press it against her pussy. Made to play with herself, Jessica whined and moaned at the intense stimulation, loosing herself in the pleasure until she finally succumbed to another orgasm in front of his camera. The big, endorphin-induced grin was still on her face as he made her turn around and bend over until she was essentially folded in half, staring back at the camera from between her knees while presenting her butt. To top things off, the Frenchman then had her reach back with both hands and pull her ass-cheeks wide apart, stretching and presenting her formerly virgin asshole to the merciless eye of the camera while smiling like an idiot, leaving no doubt to her identity.

After getting plenty of photographic evidence of the actress’ descent into depravity that left no doubt that the action was entirely consensual, Pierre put the camera down and joined the MILF in the shower. Keeping her in her doubled-over stance, he simply pushed her towards the tiled wall before thrusting his cock into her pussy. She had nowhere to go and was stuck in the helpless, uncomfortable position as the stout, older man had his way with her, fucking her hard and mercilessly. She came, humiliatingly, as he once again pushed his thick thumb up her ass, almost losing consciousness as the blood rushed to her head in the demanding stance.

She couldn’t have said how they ended up back in the bedroom, but soon she found herself pressed face-first against the cold window of the balcony door, cheek mashed against the glass as Pierre fucked her asshole. As snowflakes danced through the night, inches away from her, Jessica experienced the second anal orgasm of her life, losing her footing in the process and crashing to her knees. To her utter horror, the Frenchman declared that her faux pas demanded a punishment and pulled the balcony door open. She squealed as she was dragged out into the cold. Icy flakes melted on her skin, giving an intense contrast to her overheated body as Pierre bent her over the railing of the balcony, grabbed her hair, still wet from the shower and made her third anal orgasm very public. She couldn’t help but wail into the night, hoping that the wind would drown her out sufficiently as Pierre reached between her legs and rubbed her pussy, forcing her to cum.

Staggering on unsteady legs as she was dragged back inside, she couldn’t help but feel admiration at the man’s apparently superhuman stamina. She guessed that it must have had something to do with the handful of pills he had taken, which boosted his endurance in more sense than one, but nonetheless it was impressive. She was keeping herself quite fit with her workout regimen and was about fifteen years his junior, yet she was ready to pass out at this point while he showed no signs of slowing down. Not only that, but he appeared determined to dominate her in every single position, giving her absolutely no space to catch a breather. Once again, she found herself on her back on the floor, her knees pressed against her chest as her heels rested on Pierre’s shoulders as he absolutely pounded her in a mating press position. Her voice was hoarse from screaming at this point, her pussy sore and her battery running on its last legs, but the Frenchman’s cock still hammered her intensely, his thick, heavy balls slapping against her asshole with every thrust.

When he had had enough of that, Jessica let out a tired gasp as he pulled his cock from her well-used pussy, then squealed as he grabbed her hips and pushed them up, manhandling her wordlessly into a piledriver position. It didn’t matter that her vocal cords were sore, as Jessica got her poor, petite asshole mercilessly punished, her squeals rang loudly through the bedroom.

Making matters worse, she caught sight of her own reflection in the large, floor-length mirror. Jessica had always been appalled when she found people looked at her as a mere sex symbol, finding it demeaning to be reduced to her looks when she worked harder than so many others. Yet, now she watched herself getting absolutely fucked by an old, hairy, rather unattractive man, the ring of her sphincter visibly clutching his stem as he plundered her and she couldn’t help but feel they were right. All this had happened because she had tried to hire him. Now he was fucking her in the ass, slapping her around, humiliating her. Maybe she truly was as much of a slut as those internet trolls suggested.

Pierre watched as the Latina spent the last of her energy squealing out her pleasure before another, minor climax in combination with the headrush of the inverted position and the exhaustion finally robbed her of her consciousness. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, only tiny slivers of her irises remaining visible as her screams finally ceased and the actress passed out. He stopped fucking her, but instead of trying to wake her he carefully stepped back. Amazed, he realized that the **** woman remained perfectly in place in her demeaning piledriver position, her ass the highest point of her body with all her weight resting on her shoulders, the back of her head and her toes. He made sure to get several pictures, including close-ups of her slightly gaping asshole before he resumed fucking her. After a minute of hardcore action, she awoke and began screaming again, apparently none the wiser about her brief blackout.

Things turned into a blur for the exhausted actress from here on out. Pierre seemed insatiable, utilizing a resolve that seemed almost unnatural as he fucked her, going back and forth across the rooms. She moaned and screamed, mind molten by pleasure and fatigue as he used all her holes. Her entire body felt sore, wrecked by pleasure as her orgasms began to transform from epic moments of relief to a constant, simmering tremble. She had passed the amount she could take a while ago, yet he kept pushing her, seemingly intent on fucking the last of her brains out.