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The crew were packing up as, without a stallion there was nothing to do. The sheets were already in the washer, having had the worst of it scrapped off into a plastic bag, which was sat by the door waiting disposal. The make-up girl had been ascribed the task of scrubbing the carpet. The lights were down, the cameras going away. Normally this was the sort of point when Jenny would take a crew member or two aside and let them fuck her. It was something of hobby even by then, and was probably one of the reasons her career had picked up quickly. The time wasn't right, though, everyone was pissed off. Shoots are expensive and losing one only meant everyone had lost money. Jenny wouldn't be getting paid either, not even for her travel. Perhaps the thing most on her masturbation mind as she walked away from there, heels clicking on the pavement as an entirely appropriate Teen London drizzle was slowly soaking through the black fur collar of her jacket, was that as she's been in the shower, the taste she was trying to get rid off, the one that was actually bad, wasn't the shit, it was the puke. Now, don't get the wrong idea. Shit tastes bad. The point is, though, that so does puke, except puke's usually worse. Shit mainly smells, and you can fix that with a dab of Fuller's Balm in each nostril. I might, now, be getting you excited for the rest of this story so I'm going to spoil it a bit. Jenny almost never lets anything crap in her Blonde mouth. If you're anticipating a shit-eating spectacular, this isn't it. She's said several times that doing so is not 100% out of the question, but there'd have to be either a staggering amount of cash involved, a beloved boyfriend and intense pleading, or a sufficiently powerful Dom with that particular fetish. As a little gesture, I'll tell you one time, back in Paris, I answered the buzzer in her bathroom and was asked to prepare some food, I think it was a bacon sandwich, by one of her many gentlemen friends. At that point he was wearing only work-boots and a steel ring around his cock and balls, which were suitably swollen to prodigious sizes. One sort of gets used to things like that. Jenny was on the floor, then, her perfect cunt desperately open and glistening, her hands cuffed in the small of her back, pinned by her own body, and that glorious hair, cherry red at the time, lovingly braided by yours truly, woven into the straps of a leather harness that lifted her heavy tits, each now crowned with iron hard nipples. Of course you know that her whole face was buried under his faeces. One could hardly make out where her features were there was so much of it, save her mouth, open under it, teeth and tongue plunged in human sewage. I, of course, would end up cleaning all that away, but that would be a treat. I am not sure I have ever seen her as excited, as ready, as turned on as she was there, especially as, amateur when I turned to go to babe the kitchen, the gentleman resumed the activity which apparently had caused some burst of hunger; landing the tip of a riding crop directly on her clitoris with the sort of swing you'd expect more on a golf course than consensual fucking. Who knows what the game was. Maybe he'd keep thrashing her cunt until she'd eaten enough to scream. I never quite understood how anyone could see such exquisite beauty and decide to spoil it, but she seemed to enjoy it. That was a long night, they barely paused. Their grunts and moans signalling orgasm after orgasm, especially hers. Back to Bray, and Jenny parked up. She took a small jar out of her handbag and daubed some light green paste into each nostril. Pinning her down was like trying to nail water to the sky. After all, my son deserved to experience it first. But Teen after a few seconds she settled in and started to kiss me. I snuck my tongue up her mouth and fondled her sweet masturbation little titties which made her moan and squirm. I was right. Bitting it off she swallowed it. Anna's father tried to turn Blonde so that his prick was not sticking out towards the lamb, but the lamb's leash was tied high between his crotch. It was obvious she was working babe him fervently with her tongue as he momentarily forgot about amateur his grip on her breasts.
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