Yes, but not the one she was looking for

Maisie Williams was about to burst. She'd spent nearly twenty minutes trying to fight through the crowd to find Michael B Jordan, but had no luck. Her panties were drenched by this point, and she couldn't wait any longer to get fucked. She scanned her immediate area and saw a tall, muscular security guard. His complexion nearly matched Michael's, but his body might have been even better. She walked up to the man who looked down at the much smaller woman.

"Can I help you ma'am?"

"Yes, but I need to speak to you privately," Maisie said meekly.

The guard led the horny star back to a security office nearby. He shut and locked the door behind them.

"Are you ok?"

"I will be once I show you something."

"What's that?"

She pulled out her phone again and cued up the Christina Aguilera song from earlier. With her back still turned to the confused man, she started shaking her hips along to the beat. She turned to face him and tossed her head back and forth, giving her previously perfectly manicured hair a freshly fucked look.

The guard, Mack, started to speak, but Maisie pressed one finger to his lips and seductively shushing him. She then took as step back and resumed her dance. While gyrating in rhythm to the song, she reached behind her back and unzipped her dress. The strapless gown dropped tantalizingly close to exposing her perky, young breasts, but the fabric caught on her stiff nipples. Maisie continued to roll her hips, causing her gown to slowly slide down her toned, tight body until she was left in only her sheer, black stockings; her soaked, lacy black thong, and her heels.

She then backed up to Mack and started twerking against him. The height difference meant that she couldn't quite reach his crotch. The young actress roughly grabbed Mack by the collar and pulled him into a deep kiss. She then turned their bodies slightly before forcefully shoving the stunned guard back into a chair.

Maisie then turned back and sat on his lap, facing away from him. Her hips writhed against his growing cocks. The actress leaned back against his muscular torso and guided his hands to her tits. He started massaging Maisie's breasts, causing a moan to escape her lips. Her ass continued to rub on Mack's fully erect dick as her hips never stopped moving to the music.

She arched her back and raised her hips just long enough to slide her thong off before returning to grinding on Mack's crotch. Maisie grabbed one his large hands, pulled it away from her sensitive breast and pushed it down to her bald cunt. He pressed one of his long, thick fingers into her dripping slit sending her into massive orgasm, drenching Mack's hand as she squirted like a firehose.

Maisie reached behind her ass and undid Mack's pants, freeing his monstrous cock. It had to be over a foot long and eight inches around. It was the size of her forearm. Maisie raised her body up, and swiftly impaled herself on his enormous rod. She came again, squirting even harder than before, and then started riding.

Bedlam was enjoying the show from his bunker. The best part for him was when Maisie started her dirty talk. The words coming out of her mouth would put any porn star to shame. Dirrty indeed.

An chime went off from his computer, indicating that one of his designated targets had entered his range. These designated names already had a corrupted song ready to be uploaded to the nearest device capable of playing music. He loaded nearby cameras onto his array of monitors and waited for the show to start.