Spectatorn

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Chapter 5 in The Casting Couch

The couch springs groaned in a slow, rhythmic complaint beneath them. Tiffany moved with a languid, rolling patience — hips rising and falling, her hands flat on Dan's soft chest, her head tilted back in the concentrated expression of a woman taking her craft seriously. The lovin...

2 weeks ago 1,437 Words 1 Likes 178 Views
Another audition

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Chapter 4 in The Casting Couch

Tiffany swallowed the last of Dan's load with a soft, appreciative hum, pressing a tender kiss to the tip of his cock before sitting back on her heels. She wiped her chin delicately with the back of her hand and smiled up at him like she'd just finished a particularly satisfying...

1 month ago 2,451 Words 2 Likes 170 Views
Yes and No.

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Chapter 3 in The Casting Couch

The wet, rhythmic sounds of Tiffany's devoted mouth filled Dan's grimy living room. She was fully committed to the role of the loving wife, her enormous breasts resting warm and impossibly heavy against his knees, her auburn hair tumbling forward as she worked his cock with slow,...

1 month ago 1,648 Words 3 Likes 308 Views
Introduction

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Chapter 1 in The Casting Couch

Tiffany knocked cheerfully on the peeling veneer of Dan’s apartment door right at nine o’clock in the morning, practically vibrating with excitement for another day of intense acting lessons. She shifted her weight from foot to foot, looking down at her chest. It was impossible t...

1 month ago 2,725 Words 4 Likes 1,230 Views
Best audition ever!

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Chapter 2 in The Casting Couch

Dan's couch groaned under their combined weight as Tiffany settled onto her knees between his thick, spread legs, her bare skin pale and smooth in the grey morning light filtering through the grimy blinds. Her clothes were folded neatly in a little pile beside the coffee table —...

1 month ago 1,945 Words 4 Likes 459 Views