False Discontent

The only advantage to the longform porn idea was Douglas would get some time to actually fuck Chelsie. He was almost paranoid about how he looked on camera, but it was worth it for the chance to fuck the hottest porn star he'd always craved.

He was balls deep inside her, fucking her with his small cock. She was disinterested, her eyes focused on a screen on the ceiling that wasn't visible to the cameras, giving her instant feedback. She had her legs wrapped around Douglas's waist, and his huge balls were popping her asshole.

"Cum on," she said nonchalantly. "Cum for me." Her silken, wet cuntlips tightly hugged his small prick, and within a few minutes, he'd cum inside her, thick wads of cum filling her pregnant pussy.

"Baby," she said, put off. "You said you were going to be better than my ex. Not bigger, I get that. But you'd last longer and be more enthusiastic. You agreed to raise the Black baby in my belly. So I dumped a Black man for you. But I need more than this." She tapped Douglas's small white penis.

"I'm sorry. I wouldn't mind if you found a third, you know." He was following the script from the choices presented during the last episode. "I heard there is a club called the Zebra Club that sends men to couples like us."

"You really mean it?" Chelsie said, her mood brightening visibly. "Oh, baby, I'm so glad you're openminded!"

She gave him a kiss for the cameras, and then when they got to a place that the camera couldn't see, she gave him another kiss, more dominant and feisty.

"You're doing just fine," she whispered.