Time for Simone to suck and fuck.

You walk over and sit in the grass for a moment, tossing a couple of rocks off to the side. Then get up on your knees as the guys get back into position. Agra looks out from behind the cameraman.

"You ready, honey?"

You hold up a finger and spray your face with the water. You shiver a bit, not really ready for how cold it's gotten but the patio heaters are keeping the worst of it off you. Besides they are pointed at the tables so you're only getting some of it now.

Lon whispers really quick to his cameraman and walks back toward the street. You lose track of him on the other side, damn the darkness. The man he'd talked with starts counting down.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1. . . action!"

You blink your eyes for a second to try to make the tears appear more realistic and then slowly reach up for 'Gregor's' pants. You unbutton, unzip them and then slowly pull them down. His semi-erect 9-inch cock pops out of his shorts, waving gently in front of your face. At least he manscapes it, you think as he looks over at 'Kyle'.

"Watch your slutty girlfriend suck my cock, Kyle. She's gonna get a workout tonight!"

Then he looks down at you. "Suck it, Tiff. Live the dream!"

You open your mouth and slowly take the top of it inside your mouth. Your character's motivation here is to get him off so you don't have to worry about him doing other things, so you suck the top and kiss down the shaft as your hand gently holds it up. You spend a few moments taking his balls in your mouth and swirl your tongue around it before licking back up the underside of his shaft. You actually love sucking cock but you know the script is going to end that soon, this is supposed to be unpleasant. You take him back in your mouth and start slowly bobbing up and down his rod, slowly letting him deeper and deeper into your throat. You get about 1/3rd in when he taps your head and you take a deep breath to get ready.

'Gregor' grabs both sides of your head and pulls you all the way down his length until his balls slap your chin. You make a show of struggling a bit as he holds you down there.

"Settle down bitch or I'll send my boys over and make Kyle's life suck."

You clench your eyes shut and stop moving, letting him slowly pull you off him. The two 'bikers' laugh at the sight and you can hear 'Kyle' making noise like he was trying to get out. Jorge looks over at him.

"Calm down, asshole. She's just doing the one thing she's good at. She's taking that cock like a champ!"

'Gregor' holds your head in place and starts fucking your throat. You wait until you figure out his pace and time breathing through your nose accordingly. He's having trouble hiding how good it feels, you've noticed 'Gregor' has missed a few lines of dialog while he enjoys your mouth. You make a point of wiggling your tongue a bit as he thrusts in and pulls out. The faster he cums, the sooner you can get to the end of this. The bikers continue to split time between cheering him on, insulting 'Kyle', and talking about what a good cumslut you are.

'Gregor' lasts all of three minutes before he rams his cock as far as he can and then explodes down your throat. Unfortunately, he was so into it, that he hadn't bothered to signal you so you weren't quite ready for it. You struggle a bit as he finishes pumping his load down your throat and then he releases your head. You double over coughing.

"Asshole," you croak in his direction and the cameraman yells cut.

Greg rushes into the machine room and brings you a bottle of water.

"Sorry, I just got carried away!"

You gargle with your first sip for a second, spit it out and swallow a large mouthful.

"It happens I guess."

The cameraman laughs, "At least it was a good line."

You give him a side-eye look, "Next time the geniuses in scripting can write it, I'd prefer not to adlib like that again."

They all give you a couple of minutes to finish your water before getting into position again. When the man yells action, you bend forward and cough as best you can. 'Gregor' laughs.

"She's got a pretty good throat guys."

"That ain't the hole I want, man," Jorge growls as he reaches under your armpits and drags you to the picnic table. He puts your knees on the bench, throws your windbreaker on the tabletop, and bends you over it. Then he ties your hands behind your back with a big zip tie. You make a show of wiggling your hands like they're trapped but it's loose enough to slip out of if need be.

He lifts your skirt baring your milky, pale ass for the camera.

"This slut isn't even wearing panties!"

You actually blush at that a bit embarrassed. You were supposed to have the lacy thong on so he could make fun of your slut underwear for this bit but after Rocquelle was done with you, getting them back on just slipped your mind. Jorge pulls you back to reality as he slides his knees onto the bench between yours and leans into your ass pushing you against the table. You can feel his erect cock against your inner thigh so you guess he got his jeans off while you were thinking about a certain ebony makeup artist.

You notice the way they have you facing, you are staring straight at 'Kyle'. You hadn't even thought of the whole 'watch other guys fuck your woman' angle but obviously Agra did. It's probably why he's a successful director. You see John step behind 'Kyle' and use a long bandana to tie his head against the pole so he has **** but to watch. This is a much nastier scene than you'd realized when you agreed to do it. You see a car pull into the cabin out of the corner of your eye but dismiss it, not your problem. Then you feel Jorge's meaty cockhead rest against the entrance to your slick slit.

"I bet she's good at taking sausage too, Kyle," he taunts as you feel all 7 inches of his monster python slam deep inside your tight hole. You groan instinctively as he bottoms out inside you.

"See Kyle, she likes it!" He brags as he pulls back and starts pounding you. You can see 'Kyle' wiggle and squirm but know it's all an act. 'Gregor' and John laugh at him as they tease him about how happy you sound. Which is true ever since Rocquelle got through with you, you've been itching for a hard fuck and Jorge seems quite willing to help with that.

Your moans mix with his grunts as the area fills with the slapping noises of his body banging against yours. Jorge isn't even pretending to act, his lines all go unsaid as he fucks you with an animalistic frenzy. You don't last long as the climax fills your mind and you forget about everything. Your cunt begins to grip him tightly as your juices leak down his shaft and your thighs. He pulls out at the last second and walks around the table. He points his dick straight at your face.

"I've got some makeup for you bitch!" and sprays rope after rope of creamy jizz all over your face. You knew it was coming since it was in the script so your eyes were closed as he glazed your face. You were getting a bit worried he would forget. Jorge looks over at 'Kyle'.

"Doesn't she look so pretty, limp dick?"

The guys all laugh and you imagine 'Kyle' is doing his best to stare **** at them. Just the restroom scene and the anal one left, you think as you feel the semen slowly drying on your face.