Slow it down a little

Sarah should be back from her shower scene soon. You decide to slow it down, loosening your lips around Hogan's shaft while waiting for Sarah to catch you in the act. You let Hogan guide your movements once more; his hand now gently moving your head up and down. He's still rather tense, but you notice him relaxing somewhat now that you don't apply as much pressure with your mouth anymore. Eventually, he releases your head and leans backwards on the bed while closing his eyes in bliss.

After a minute or more of bobbing your head up and down, you opt to return to taking him back down your throat. You can feel your neck bulging as you gurgle around his thick manhood; silently wondering if you're trying to put on a performance for the cameras or if you're merely trying to please him. You feel like you're doing a pretty good job at both, but Sarah is certainly taking her sweet time with that shower.

Another minute passes, during which you release his shaft and start licking the side; giving the camera a good view as you try to mix it up a little. Mercifully, you begin to hear footsteps approach. Out of the corner of your eye you notice the cameras are being shifted around to focus on a new target, but you dare not glance around for fear of looking into one of them. You quickly wrap your lips around Hogan's cock again and take him deep; feeling like it'll add to the impending drama. The sound of bare feet shuffling closer to the bed grows louder, until...

"What the fuck?", you hear Sarah state loudly. You dramatically dislodge Hogan's cock from your throat, gasping for air and throwing your head back to see Sarah staring at you and Hogan in shock. She is naked except for a thin towel wrapped around her waist, and you might have taken more time to appreciate her pleasing curvature if not for her rather menacing facial expression. If you didn't know she was acting, you'd be absolutely terrified by the intensely crazed look on her face. And even with that knowledge you're still slightly unsettled. Her eye twitches, and she looks like she is seconds away from murdering the both of you.

"It's not what you think", you quickly say, suddenly unsure whether that line was in the script of if you just improvised it on the spot. You shuffle around until you sit flat on your ass, crawling backwards until you're up against the edge of the bed between Hogan's legs.

"What the fuck, Hogan?", you hear Sarah specify. Her hands lift up towards him in a grasping manner, as if trying to strangle him from afar.

"I can explain!", you hear Hogan say behind you, the fear in his voice also sounding suspiciously convincing. Sarah takes a few steps closer, looking like she's about to have a seizure as she towers over you. You put your hands up defensively and avert your eyes. Moments later you hear a soft thud, and you look back to see Sarah on the floor, appearing like she has just fainted.

You let out a sigh of relief before suddenly becoming aware of how immersed in the acting you truly were. And now that you've noticed it, you're snapped back to the slightly awkward reality and realize that you have to say your next line. "Oh no!", you exclaim quickly, close to cringing at how unconvincing your performance suddenly is. "I think she fainted", you continue to recite. You're almost making it sound like you're in a bad porno, which... well.

You feel Hogan rising up from the bed as his engorged dick slaps you unceremoniously against the back of your head. He steps over you and rushes towards Sarah, who is sprawled out on the floor dramatically. You watch him kneel down besides her, doing a mediocre job at pretending to check up on her for the sake of the plot. "She's out cold", he says in performed panic. "What should I do?!"

"Put her on the bed", you quickly suggest, rising to your feet and shuffling out of the way. "She'll probably wake up after a while".

Hogan puts one arm under Sarah's legs and the other under her upper back, lifting her limp body up with surprising ease. He carries her towards the bed and places her down on it gently. "She's going to kill us when she wakes", he says, casting you a worried glance.

You gaze back at him and...

... Crap. What was your next line again?

You've completely forgotten, but you can't just stand there and gawp at Hogan.