The evening

Fuck, you meat is showing through the pants... Her hand reaches for it but I slap it away.

If you touch my dick right now, there is no way we stop fucking until tomorrow morning and the plan you have for tonight isn't happening, so think about it. Dillion has put on earing, makeup and a blue dress. You look gorgeous. I whisper into her ear

So, what's the deal? You could have told me earlier. I say opening her fridge and looking for a drink and inspecting it for sweets that need to be eaten or thrown out.

My agency is throwing a dinnerparty and everyone needs to bring a partner. My head pops out behind the fridgedoor. So, we are going to a dinnerparty with a bunch of pornstars?

Correct. And since my ex and I broke up I thought I make some men jealous with you, your sexy frame and that meaty dick you like to show off. She comes close. I climaxed twice looking at your videos. Her lips get closer to my ear. I've you don't fuck this up, I'll send you the video later. I was kinda hard before but now it feels like precum already sips into my boxers.

You naughty little pornstar, any rules for the night?

If I find out that you've inappropriately touched anyone at that party, I will post your videos online and ruin your PT business. Shit, I knew sending them would be risky.

Okay, since I don't have leverage, I simply ask you not to do things with someone else. I corner her and rest my arms over her on the fridge. I want a kiss before we leave, little bit of tongueplay, not much. I lean down and kiss her. Her lips are soft and taste fruity. My mouth forces hers open and our tongue dance with oneanother for about 30 seconds until there is a knock on the door and a driver is picking us up. My pants are ready to burst but I have to keep it together.