Present your cock to her good girl lips

Eagerly you start to undo your belt. And as Anna catches a glimpse of this, she licks her lips, face still thrusting toward you thanks to Kristen's thumb.

You clumsily work at your pants for what seems like too long, but finally get the button unbuttoned, the zipper down, the pants down and the boxers down.

The fresh air hits your sensitive cock and it becomes very apparent just how exposed you are, at work, in front of Kristen Stewart and **** Anna Kendrick. A dream to be sure. But why stop it now?

Anna's eyes gloss over at the sight of your manhood and her mouth hangs open, like a fish attempting to lunge at something with every thrust forward.

You hold it up to her and step forward. "You want this?" You ask deviously.

"I'm a good girl." Anna answers again.

And whatever that means, the message is clear. You step forward again, sliding your throbbing dick through Anna's open lips. She lets out a long deep muffled "mmmm" as it goes. And she bobs on it naturally as Kristen continues to pump her ass with her thumb.

The feeling of Anna's mouth on your cock, her lips squeezing it tight, her tongue swirling over it, her throat bumping into it with each thrust, is amazing.

Kristen watches from behind Anna. "Don't you want to take her ass?" She asks, seeming somewhat disappointed that you decided to start off with a blowjob.

But you comfort her fears. "I need to lube up first don't I?" you say, wondering when you turned into a dirty bastard. You'd never said anything quite like it before. But both Kristen and Anna seem to swoon at the idea. You wonder what you're becoming... and if you care.

And you wonder what exactly it is that Kristen has become. Is it possible that she was really a good girl before you exposed her to a simple Sasha Grey DVD? This had to be in her to begin with, you figure. She had to be playing the angel that first day. She had to.

You look down at Anna. She begins to gag on your deep cock. "Gah, Gah, Gah" she goes as spittle sprays down from her lips. A tear rolls down from her eye. Her exposed nipples are still hard, her exposed flesh is covered with sweat.

"What's she saying?" Kristen asks.

"I think she's saying 'Harder!'" you smile, and feel as if you're lost to your own perversions.

"Excellent!" Kristen exclaims, as she leans into her co-star and Anna's mouth begins to roll over your cock even faster. But it's an amazing sensation not long lived.

"Holy Crap!" You hear a voice exclaim. Who's voice? you wonder, and then remember that you're in the middle of a store with other patrons.

A middle aged couple, the man heavy, with tattoos, the woman much better looking with long black hair and also tattoos stand just a few feet behind Kristen Stewart. "Shit, I know who you are!" The woman says staring at Kristen. And you realize, it's unavoidable. They're going to join you somehow. You can see it in Kristen's face.