What next?
The Frenemies
After breakfast, I took Hunter upstairs for a fuck, which made Joey storm out again in search of cock.
After fucking Hunter, I convinced her to go by some of the cheapest gawdiest makeup she could find.
While she was out, Joey came back and I fucked her ass up face down.
Joey got India's number through her agent, and Hunter got Dove's through hers.
Both actresses agreed to come over.
India was wearing jeans and a long- sleeve tee

Dove came over in jeans and a crop-topped sleeveless sweater.

The King sisters convinced the two to let me try my "hypnosis act" on them, and they did. After they were in a trance, I told India to believe anything Joey said and Dove would believe anything Hunter said while they were under.
Joey went first. "India, from now on, you will only accept a role if your character sucks cock or your bare ass gets at least thirty seconds of screen time, and you will not compromise on this. Even if it means you'll have to do low-budget movies, you will not compromise. You'll try for both an onscreen blowjob and showing your bare ass, but doing one is acceptable if the director and producer is stubborn, but you'll ask for _more _money if you only do one.
Hunter was next.
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