Pounce

Your realize once you're done making your split second decision that Tyrone had just finished talking. Mustering up all your will you regain your confidence to take the next necessary actions to achieve what you want. 'It isn't film but at least you'll be staring im something. Plus being that it is porn you know you'd be getting paid a decent amount even for this one scene. It'll get your name out there. Plus look at all the pornstars who've made something of themselves in the industry and after it!' You quickly think to yourself again. 'Then what are you waiting for? Money doesn't make itself, time is money and times a wasting!' You resolve yourself with that thought.

Using your sheer confident will you take aim at your target, the bulge in Tyrone's pants. In quick motion you close the distance between you, and drop to your knees. Your unyielding brazen advice, the sound of his zipper zipping open, the release of his cock from its confines and the feeling of its heat meeting your lukewarm hands all takes T' by surprise again. "God dammmb baby-" is all he can get out before your lips embrace his thick bulbous head. You don't care that he is still holding the drink you gave him in his hand. Tyrone in trying quickly to reach for the camera drops the wine cooler, it spills all over the floor next to him. Forcing yourself to be the cock sucking slut champion that you know you are you **** his head deeper into mouth. Leaving T' unable to grab the camera as he grabs a clump of your blonde hair instead with one hand and braces himself against the couch slightly behind with the other.

"Holy shit ba-baby--hold on I need to--get, dammm-the camera forrr-your audition." T' barely makes out those words as you take his shaft deeper. Your gagging not allowing you to hear his reasonable plea. You ignore him and keep working on his golieth of a cock. You've sucked off black boys from the football time before but nothing compared to this. This was a mans dick, longer and thicker than anything you'd ever suck on before. It was easily 11 inches in lenght, with the shaft 3 inches thick in diameter till it got closer to the head were it thickened to 4" and ended in a 5 inch thick steel hard head. 'You're not a quitter bitch! Take that shaft in your pretty little mouth with pride!' The head cheerleader in you blared from the back of your head. You gap your mouth open as wide as you can, then plung Tyrone's mammoth tusk deeper, almost tripping your gag reflexes.

You nearly throw up while **** on the 7 inches of T's cock you'd manage to get in your mouth. The hand that is grabbing the back of your head instantly reacts to keep you from pulling away. Almost leading you to panick. 'Mama ain't raise no quitter!' You remember that motto you use to say to the other girls in your squad when you were at a game or competting against the whores and sluts from other cheer teams at nationals. You won every time you pushed them that hard, now it was your turn to push harder. Regaining control over yourself before you show Tyrone you can't handle his gerth you recompose yourself while still keeping his shaft in your mouth. Deciding it was high time for you to go for the jugular and the kill. Taking all of your bodily will you use the momentum to swallow the rest of T's cock all the way down to the hilt.

Tyrone wasn't prepared for your deadly strike of action at all. His hand releasing the clump of blonde hair he'd used to keep you on his cock, falls to his side. His body shuttering as soon a your lips hit his balls and pelvis, while the head of his cock met the far end of your throat. For a moment it seems like one or both of you would forfeit from the intensity of the moment. But both of you regain your composure. Luckily for T' his other hand didn't slip from the couch allowing him to brace the impact of your action, and luckily for you, you now had the steel resolve and an immense iron tenacity to proceed with what you were about to do.