Definitely, though it doesn't make it any more enjoyable than usual

Amanda was torn between the desire to meet a world-famous band and her desire to avoid the unpleasantness of sex. Especially since everyone in the house would know that she'd all but thrown herself at him. Amanda, however, wasn't very good at avoiding anything other than responsibilities, or standing up for herself. In the end she prepared to impale herself.

"Wait," he said at the last moment, and she breathed out in relief. Maybe he was going to call if off?

"Get off me and get naked." Amanda stared, and he added, "Quick!"

Amanda hesitated a moment, but when he shooed her away with his hands she clambered off the bed and slipped easily out of her top, skirt, bra and panties. Seeing no where to put them she let them sit on the floor.

Outside the patio door windows a couple figures peeked into the window with cameras. Amanda was completely oblivious but Ross, wise to the ways of celebrity-hunters, spotted them right away.

"Remember, act like the horniest whore imaginable," he muttered, confusing her with his low words.

"Alright, alright!" he exclaimed loudly, "You can give me a blowjob for a big. Damn but you must love having a cock in your mouth."

Amanda stared stupidly for a moment, but a smile sprang automatically to her face before her brain could catch up. She nodded vigorously. "I love a thick dick between my lips," she said in her acting voice. Ross winced, but thankfully her acting voice just made her sound like a bimbo.

Pretending that she liked to give a blowjob was hard for Amanda. While it wasn't as bad as fucking, and it had saved her from going further many times, it seemed to lead to sex as often as not. Besides, it wasn't just a dick in her pussy that she didn't like, it was any kind of sexual act.

Still, if it would let her meet the band...

Amanda's tongue bathed Ross's dick, licking up and down like it was a lollipop. She'd just popped the head of his dick into her mouth when...