Vanessa Hudgens

I walked up to Vanessa's trailer, stepping inside right as she was putting on a bright red thong, the rest of her body completely exposed. The brunette actress shielded herself when she saw someone in her trailer, but quickly stopped when she realized it was me.

"Oh it's just you. I wasn't expecting to see you till later. Did I turn you on that much that you couldn't wait? So naughty sir..." Vanessa said, extending her arms down her body, squeezing her tits between them.

Giggling with her cute laugh, the 32 year-old made her way over to me, dropping down to all fours and stopping with her face smothered in my crotch. Burying her nose in my bulge, Vanessa kept teasing as her hands came up around my belt. “Mm what a thoughtful gift. I knew I was your favorite on set.”

Noticing my eyes were drawn to her thong, Vanesa pulled up onto her knees and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her red panties, pulling them forward to show them off. "Cute right? And they were on sale too! Only $300 for this lacy beauty." After living the Hollywood lifestyle since she was a teenager, the 32 year-old had lost her grip on reality, things insane to the normal person no big deal to Vanessa. Things like paying 300 dollars for one pair of underwear or fucking your boss, for instance.

Helping her strip out of the underwear she'd just put on, I had Vanessa Hudgens alone, completely naked and eager to taste my cum. The slutty actress proved this when she yanked down my pants, fishing through my unbuttoned boxers and grabbing it. "Like I said, it feels good. Now let's see how it tastes." With an utter lack of self control, Vanessa lunged forward, taking me down to the hilt in one fell swoop. She was plenty practiced from our sessions alone, but the decade of experience she had before I met here still served well in times like this.

Taking a pause, Vanessa leaned back and sensually licked her lips, staring down my cock like a predator does it's prey. "It's so yummy sir. Somethings missing though." In a flash the half-Filipina was back where she belonged, swallowing my shaft while my balls slap her repeatedly in the chin.

About to blow, I was interrupted by an obnoxious PA, banging on Vanessa's door trying to get her attention, assuming she was asleep yet again. "Vanessa! Vanessa wake up! I don't like this Vanessa! You're gonna be late!" he shouted, continuing to pound like I was currently doing to Vanessa's throat.

"In a minute!" yelled out my cock-hungry fuckdoll, sneaking in little tastes of my dick while going back and forth with her assistant.

"No 'in a minute', now! We're already behind schedule today hurry up!" he answered back, causing Vanessa to roll her eyes, taking one pump down my cock like she was taking a drag of a cigarette.

"I'll be right there! Bye!" she responded, frustrated that our time was cut short.

Walking away annoyed, the PA left with one final remark. "You better! Bitch." he mumbled the 'bitch,' under his breath as he walked away, in **** need of this job and not caring enough about Vanessa to start something.

When the sounds of his feet were out of earshot, Vanessa looked up at me with a giant pout on her face. "Duty calls. Hope he lasts..." she said, pointing her eyes down to my cock while she strokes it in her hands a few more times.

I watched as Vanessa walked out the trailer door, leaving me with massive blue balls as she went to work. As consolation I took her lacy thong with me, placing it in my pants pockets for safekeeping as I left.

Who am I kidding? Blowing a load or not, these were always coming back with me to my office.