She buys his bullshit

Bryci looked doubtful, but when he put his hand on her shoulder and pushed gently, she knelt quickly enough. Frank smiled down at her as she looked at his cock, obviously making up her mind. And the best part was he hadn't even had to drug her, he laughed to himself.

"Go on girl, you know you want to. Show me how bad you want to be a model."

"Mmmm....ok...and you'll call people right...help me?"

"Of course. Now get that in your mouth....Oh Yeah, that's the way! Suck it girl!"

"Yes! That's the way! Bob your head, swirl your tongue! Fuck yes that's a good little cocksucker!"

She was inexperienced, but she was certainly trying hard, stroking his shaft with one hand while she sucked him hard, slurping and moaning on his meat. Frank had done so much fucking that he knew it wouldn't be quick and he wanted to sample more of this gullible bitch.

"Get your shorts off and get on the couch," Frank growled. Bryci only hesitated for a moment before wriggling out of her shorts and panties. Frank manhandled her onto the couch, fingering her sodden pussy, then climbed behind her and buried his meat balls deep in her fecund cunt.

"You'll...you'll help...help me..." she gasped as he fucked her hard.

"Yeah! Yeah! Fuck Yeah!" Frank grunted, his balls tightening. He grabbed her hips and drove himself home in her trembling body, exploding inside her as she squealed and quivered, her little fists clutching at the couch.