Quick Break, and final scene for the day

You were tired, and this time it was Sabrina who went to get a fresh washcloth. She scrubbed down her chest quickly, then tenderly washed your wilting cock and balls.

“That was hot, but not the same,” she said as she finished, and gave your soft prick a little kiss.

“I was thinking the same thing,” you said. “I could feel you holding back.”

“I just wanted to deep throat you so bad,” Sabrina smirked.

You sighed and sat up, stretching a little before you stood and stretched out your back. “I’m gonna be honest, Sabrina, I don’t know if I’ve got another good load in me. Between last night and today… Well, to be honest, my balls are kind of aching.”

“Oh no,” Sabrina said, actually concerned for you. “Baby, why didn’t you say something?”

“No, it’s not anything bad,” you said. “They just feel like they’re a gas tank running on empty right now, that’s all.”

“OK, let’s take a break,” she said. “And we’ll change up the last scene we were going to shoot. Instead of you using a toy on me while I give you a blowjob, we just do you using a toy on me. We’ll set up a camera overhead on a stand instead of you holding it, so you can use both hands. And maybe you could… **** me again?”

You pulled Sabrina up from where she’d been kneeling on the floor and kissed her firmly. “Honey, anything you want.”

She burst into a grin. You hadn’t realized how self-conscious she might have been about your experiences together that week. Fuck, again you were getting struck by the realization that everything that had happened with you, Sabrina and Gemma had only been going on for a week.

Sabrina ended up deciding that a break from filming and fucking was the perfect time to watch the second episode of Castle, and she had you sit on the floor in front of the couch so that she could sit behind you and massage your shoulders. Soon you were half-engrossed in the cop procedural, and groaning and wincing at the pressure Sabrina was putting on your upper back as she tried to work on knots you didn’t realize you were carrying around.

When she was done you leaned back and pulled her legs over your shoulders from behind so that they were hanging against your chest. You absent-mindedly rubbed her feet, not putting so much effort into it as to call it a massage, but enough to make her feel good to thank her for her own efforts.

By the time the episode was over, you were feeling a lot more relaxed than before and turned your head to kiss Sabrina’s knee. “Do you want to watch another, or get this last scene done?”

“Mmm, yes? Both?” Sabrina said.

So we went to work. This time we set up everything in her bedroom, going through the motions. Framing, camera position, lighting. Quick dry run.

The scene started with Sabrina on her back, naked on the bed with her legs slightly spread and an array of her toys laid out next to her.

“Are you sure I can’t do anything for you, Daddy?” Sabrina kicked off the scene.

“No. It’s my turn to make my girl feel as good as she makes me,” you said. You stroked her cheek, then down to her breast, pinching her nipple softly. “Of course, good girls also have a naughty side that needs to be fulfilled, don’t they?”

Sabrina nodded her head excitedly and hummed an affirmative.

You started with your hands, careful to keep your head from blocking the scene from the camera above. Starting with her shoulders and collarbone, you felt her all over. Squeezing and teasing her breasts, running your fingers over her stomach. Palming and even spanking her thighs a little. Stroking her cunt.

“You are so fucking excited,” you said.

“I really am, Daddy,” she said. “You make me feel so good in the worst ways.”

“Not so bad in the best ways?” you asked.

She giggled and stuck out her tongue. “That, too.”

You transitioned from your fingers to a silly-looking feather, which did little more than tease her a bit and make her giggle more when you played it along her sides. Then came a little bullet vibe. You started at her lips, and she sucked on the humming device, before teasing it down her throat and circling her nipples. Then you surprised her by bringing it down to her pussy and half-inserting it, making her gasp and thrust her hips upwards.

The vibe played around her entrance for a long moment as you let her juices coat the little device, then you removed it and placed it onto the centre of her chest still running. Sabrina was panting now, more at the rapidly changing stimuli than anything else, and you reached over and picked up the life-like dildo she’d chosen. It was about six inches and looked thick compared to her - at least, you remember thinking that when you saw her using it a week ago on her page. Now, holding it in your hand, it was smaller than you were.

You couldn’t help but smirk a little.

The dildo went to her mouth, which she turned to the side to give the top camera a good view as you fed it to her, more and more until she was deepthroating it, the fake balls pressed against her chin.

“That’s it,” you said softly. “Good girl. Goood girl. Get it covered in your spit.”

When you pulled it out Sabrina coughed lightly, but opened her mouth with her tongue out.

“Nono,” you said. “That’s not where it’s going.”

Moving her legs wider, you used the fingers of one hand to lewdly spread her pink and swollen pussy lips and inserted the head of the cock into her entrance.

Just the head.

You set the dildo down on the bed, and {her] shot you a pleading look. It was the ultimate tease. A true ‘just the tip’ scenario when she desperately wanted to be filled.

Instead, you picked up the last item on the bed. Sabrina had included it as a joke reference to a show you’d both seen, the adult cartoon Archer, which was originally about a spy organization.

A pingpong paddle.

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