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    Licking plump pink lips she dangled the rubber inside her open mouth

    like a large raw oyster, sucking it’s slippery just-up-a-tight-asshole

    surface, letting the cum-filled reservoir pop from glossy pout like a

    cork, licking plump pink lips again.

    “Mmmmmm! You had your big cock right where I just had my tongue. And

    now look. You shot all this cum in this rubber. Look, Claudia. Have

    you ever SEEN so much cum? He cums even more than high school boys,

    and that’s saying a LOT. This rubber is almost FULL!”

    Back with camera in hand, Claudia sat down beside her. “Okay, sweetie!

    I’m ready. Let’s see you do your trick.”

    She must have taken fifteen shots as Anne Marie turned the rubber upside

    down. Using two sticky fingers, the lusty young girl slowly and

    deliberately milked its entire contents onto the spoon of her waiting

    pink tongue. When the last drop reluctantly fell, the teenager, trying

    not to gag while giggling, showed them the load, then gratefully

    swallowed the huge warm mouthful.

    She swallowed twice trying to get it all down, then licked pink lips

    with pleasure, turning the rubber inside out and methodically sucking

    the receptacle clean. “Mmmmmm, even better than yesterday,” she

    giggled. “Gee, you’re so much fun, Mr. Cain. Like, I didn’t have a

    clue how fun this was really gunna be; girls and everything. Thank you

    for making me do all these sexy things. I’ll always feel kinda like

    your slave girl! You know me real well, Mr. Cain. I’m real glad you

    made me do it. It was all yummy. You can always make me swallow your

    big loads of warm cum.”

    “Anne Marie, smiled Claudia, “would you really like to do that?

    Swallows loads of warm cum?”

    “What do you mean?” asked the nymph, still working to get down the gooey

    wad of cum madly sticking like glue to the back of her throat.

    “Loads of cum,” grinned Claudia, teasing the little tart’s elongated

    nipples, running a fingertip over the girl’s cum-glossed lips. “Adult

    movies. I could make that possible. It would be as safe as anyone can

    be. It could make you a great deal of money.”

    Finger to plump lower lip, Anne Marie glanced first at Shawn, then

    turned green eyes back to meet Claudia’s waiting gaze. The smile

    spreading across the girl’s picture-perfect almost innocent face made

    Claudia shiver with lust-filled anticipation.

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    The Saturday-morning phone-call had Claudia heading for Anne Marie’s,

    the day’s agenda running through her lascivious mind. She’d called

    Monica and the boys the night before, confirming appointments for the

    Saturday video-shoot.

    In her mind, she went over preparations. Set complete, costumes ready,

    Basha waiting to do makeup and hair, she’d hired her at once, the best

    all around make-up and hair stylist she’d ever found. Unconcerned

    about motives, not a prejudicial bone in her body, Basha watched torrid

    sex shows being filmed while dabbing damp foreheads, adding highlights,

    doing body makeup, repairing smeared lipstick, styling hair, braiding,

    combing, brushing and spraying, adding falls and fixing wigs. Eleven

    films on the shelves and two AVN awards to her credit, Claudia’s

    girlfriend Sandra would be filming the show.

    “This is going to be hot,” smiled Claudia, almost embarrassed by

    run-away sexual urges inspired by young Anne Marie Summer.

    Anne Marie was waiting when Claudia pulled to the curb. “Hop in,”

    grinned Claudia. “Get a good night sleep, baby? You’re going to be

    tired before the day’s over.”

    “Really?” asked Anne Marie almost innocently, climbing in, and stuffing

    a small dark bag behind the seat. “I didn’t bring much,” she said,

    fastening the seat-belt. “You have everything I’ll need at your

    place?”

    “That’s right,” Claudia smiled confidentially, immediately slipping her

    hand between Anne Marie’s warm sun-tanned thighs. “We’ve got

    everything you’ll need. Did you have breakfast, baby?”

    “Orange juice and a muffin,” said the too-cute teen, tying

    already-tangled hair in a ponytail to keep it from blowing in her green

    eyes. “So, like, what exactly are we doing today?”

    “Princess of Lust! Here’s the script.” Claudia, handed a folder to

    Anne. “Read it. Tell me what you think. Even if you only decide to

    watch you’ll have more fun than you’ve ever had.”

    Casually browsing, it became instantly clear to Anne Marie that the

    story-line was incidental to sex. On a dare, a good looking young girl

    goes to sleep in a haunted house, only to awaken in bondage, victim of

    a dominatrix vampire witch with a coven of horny young men. Teased,

    toyed, aroused, fucked, the girl is spanked and forced to repeatedly

    perform prolonged acts of fellatio. In the end, and as a part of the

    coven’s occult ritual to transform her into one of them, she’s made to

    swallow a large quart-size ceremonial goblet full of semen, only to be

    rescued moments later by well-meaning friends.

    “It’s just like you said,” she giggled, face flushed, tight little

    panties damp from reading and Claudia’s aggressive fingers. “How long

    will it take to make?”

    “That depends on everyone,” smiled Claudia. “My guess is around three hours start to finish. We have to do lighting and sound checks, and

    Basha is going to take an hour doing make-up. We want to get you and

    Monica to look like twins. Monica; she’s one of my girls I thought

    looked so much like you. That won’t be difficult for Basha to do, but

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    we want this deception to be perfect. The guys will show up in an

    hour."

    “How many?” giggled Anne Marie, donning dark glasses.

    “Ten,” grinned Claudia, one finger wiggling faster over the swollen tip

    of Anne Marie’s hard little clit, “but let me tell you; these guys will

    each have at least three orgasms, and some of them five or six. Most

    girls I’ve filmed have been amazed at their stamina. The guys fuck for

    hours and cum on cue. They’re fabulous to work with. They never have

    to worry about getting sex, so they’re never up-tight about sexuality.

    Trish and Sabina give them all the sex they want, except they have to

    stay celibate for two days before making a film. There’s none of that,

    ‘I can’t get it up, or give me another few minutes’, stuff. They never

    make me waste film when we shoot.”

    “They’re good looking?” Anne Marie’s lower lip was captive between

    white teeth, legs bouncing as Claudia’s fingers teased her warm, now

    wet crotch closer to orgasm.

    “Every one of them,” grinned Claudia, going through the gears, merging

    in freeway traffic. “They’re all different types, but they’re

    good-looking young guys. You won’t have any problems when you see

    them. They know how to treat a girl, too. Monica loves working with

    my crew. I think they treat her better than her husband does.”

    “If you don’t stop, you’ll make me get the seat of your car all wet,”

    giggled Anne Marie, squeezing Claudia’s hand between warm slim thighs.

    “Oh, my God!”

    “Lucky you!” grinned Claudia, feeling the girl cuming on her jiggling

    fingers. “Now; suck my fingers while I drive. We don’t want the

    steering wheel all sticky, do we.”

    Ten minutes latter she was turning off of the freeway, the next right

    taking them up into Southern California hills. “I live up there,” she

    said, pointing toward the ridge." “My place is the last one on this

    road.”

    Three minutes latter, she pulled into a circular driveway, the garage

    door opening automatically and closing behind them. “Here we are,” she

    smiled, opening the door." Come on in and I’ll introduce you to

    Monica, Basha and Sandra. She’s using four cameras today. She has a

    super all-female crew. She got the AVN Best Camera award last year.

    She costs more, but it’s worth it."

    “Where are all the other cars?” asked Anne Marie, note of anticipation

    in her voice. “How does everyone get here?”

    “Limo,” answered Claudia, waiting for the eager young girl to get her

    bag. “Didn’t you see the two vans next to the garage? Those are

    camera vans. All the equipment’s in the other room. Hi, Basha. Come

    here and meet Anne Marie. Doesn’t she look enough like Monica to be

    her twin sister?”

    Unprepared for the sight of a six foot six black Amazon with a shaved

    head, the approaching woman took Anne Marie by surprise. Initial shock

    passing, Anne held out her hand. “Hi . . . " smiled the pink-cheeked

    teenager, wrinkling cute little nose, “nice to meet you.”

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    “Surprised, right?” grinned Basha, teeth so white in her black face they

    looked false. “You’re a pretty young thing. Gunna be a big star?”

    “Golly, I hope so,” giggled Anne Marie, catching a glimpse of equipment

    in the adjoining room.

    “Well, girl, come with me an’ I’ll get ta work on you right now. Want

    anything first? A Coke? Wanta use the potty?”

    “I’m fine,” Anne Marie answered, following the Amazon down the hallway,

    getting peeks of the fantastic view through big windows in adjoining

    rooms. “Is that a spa out there by the pool?”

    “Un-huh,” came the response. “Spa, pool, bar-b-q, you name it, girl,

    she’s got it. The exercise room is right in there . . . the sauna . .

    . an’ the inside Jacuzzi. That’s the kitchen down there, an’ the

    powder room, and that’s Claudia’s master bedroom. The set’s down

    stairs next ta the garage. You passed the door when you came up the

    stairs. Sandra an’ the film-crew are down there doing sound an’ light

    checks . . . the set-guys are doing finishing touches on the paint.”

    Stepping into a room, she waived toward a chair. “Here we are, girl,

    make yourself comfortable. You can leave your shorts and shoes on, but

    the T-shirt has ta go. Nothing ta pull-off over your head when I’m

    done. If you want a smock, take one from that cupboard.”

    Swapping smock for T-shirt, Anne Marie sat in the salon chair and Basha

    handed her a remote control. “If you wanta, watch the tube or music.

    Your choice,” she smiled, flashing ivory. “Just lean back an’ relax.

    I see you just washed your hair. That’s okay . . . I would-a done it

    for you.”

    An hour later, Anne Marie stood and looked in the mirror, a surprise

    nearly as great as when being introduced to Basha. Looking back was a

    straight-haired honey-blonde, a face she barely recognized as her own.

    Makeup was a bit dramatic but the most shocking effects were hair, eyes

    and mouth. If she’d ever thought her lips too large, they were now the

    center of attention in a honey-tan colored blush, two bright pink lips,

    plump and succulent as fresh fruit. They looked so, well, putting it

    quite bluntly, and an advertisement for oral sex. Wide-set eyes

    enhanced by soft-green shadowing and mascara liner were makeup effects

    she seldom used.

    “It doesn’t look like me,” she giggled, unable to look away.

    “This is Monica,” continued Basha, the remark turning Anne Marie’s

    head..

    Not two feet away stood her near mirror-image, making her glance back in

    the mirror to verify the stunning resemblance.

    “Monica, this is Anne Marie,” smiled Basha, obviously enjoying the two

    girls expressions.

    The two stood looking at each other until Monica held out her hand.

    “Didn’t know I had a twin sister,” she smirked, a nasal snort. “Claudia

    told me we looked alike, but this is too weird. Looking at you is like

    looking in the mirror. Boy, Basha, you really did a number this time.

    What color is your real hair?”

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    “Kinda reddish . . . " blushed Anne Marie, still staring at the girl,

    almost disoriented, a strange sensation making her feel like she’d been

    running. “Is that your real hair?”

    “Naw,” said Monica, “I’m just a dishwater blonde. This is a wig like

    yours. My old man doesn’t want me makin’ videos where anyone would

    recognize me. Basha always makes me look different.”

    “It’s your bones, girls,” flashed Basha, moving makeup on the tray.

    “That’s why it’s so easy for me ta make you look alike. Wait ’til

    you’re in costume. That’ll freak you out,” she broke up, laughter

    ringing like a heavy bronze bell. “Think of the people you could

    surprise. Your husband, for example!” That bent her over double,

    clapping hands and laughing.

    The sound of Claudia’s voice over the intercom quieted conversation.

    “Listen up, everyone . . . let’s get down on the set. Everyone.

    Costume-check and run-through. Come on down. The clock’s ticking.

    Time’s money.”

    “Follow me,” smiled Monica, making the act of chewing gum almost

    obscene, “and watch out for cables on the set. Don’t trip. They got

    junk everywhere.”

    Following in her steps, Anne Marie was flanked by Basha and another

    black girl with an armful of materials. Using a free hand to hold the

    door, Anne Marie held it for them, then entered the set. A

    garage-large room served as a stage, drops and sets painted to look

    like some old Victorian house; cobwebs, banisters, wood wainscots, old

    furniture and rugs, the place like the set from The Munsters. Most of

    the light came from overhead spots and reflectors, a film crew stirring

    around various pieces of equipment. Center-stage on a chair, Claudia

    was flipping through pages while talking with a rather attractive young

    woman.

    “That’s Sandra . . . " whispered Monica, putting an arm around Anne

    Marie’s waist. “She’s real good at this. Those other girls do

    video-cams, too. That’s Sally over there with the mixer and sound

    board. She’s doing background music. Other than dialog, sound gets

    added later in the studio. You don’t have to talk real loud or

    anything. Just be natural. They may even use me to do voice-overs.

    All you have to do is . . . well, whatever you do,” she grinned, giving

    Anne Marie a wink and a nudge.

    “Okay, everyone, you’ve all had time to read over the plot. Sandra and

    crew know what they’re doing, so the rest is up to us. Monica, Anne

    Marie . . . come over here. Everyone, this is Monica and Anne Marie.

    Anne Marie is the shorter one.” Everyone laughed. “Okay, calm down.

    Tawny, you and Sabina help the girls dress. Kevin, where are the rest

    of the boys? Get them down here. First, we start; Monica and me at

    the front door. The ‘dare’, all that stuff. Monica; you’ll check out

    the place; we fade through time; it’s getting late. You’re tired; you

    lay down on this couch. Sandra; this needs a lot of close-up as Monica

    goes to sleep. Then, we break for a few minutes while I get changed.

    Sue; you get Monica in that bondage costume’ then help Anne Marie dress

    the same. Monica gets awakened by me, blah, blah, blah. Kevin. Kevin

    . . . oh, there you are. You and the boys in costume already? Good.

    You follow my lead. Sandra, Tina and Sissy are going to be working

    very closely with us today. We want a lot of close-up work so you boys

    will have to be cool; no screwing around while we’re filming. Let’s

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    keep the noise down today, is that clear? Good. Paula will keep you

    moving in order. She has all the extra props. Basha and Paula will

    keep you dry and looking good, so give them room to work. There are a

    lot of bodies here, so everyone work with each other. Okay, let’s do

    what Lewis Carroll suggested: Start at the beginning . . . "

    Twenty minutes latter, Claudia seemed satisfied with the

    story-introduction scene and everyone took a break for costume change

    and refreshments. Film-crew moved light-reflectors and cameras as

    Claudia caught Anne’s attention.

    “There’s a powder room through that door,” she pointed, giving Anne

    Marie a quick peck on the cheek. “Get into costume, sweetie, we’ll be

    shooting a few scenes with you in them soon. Tawny and Sabina will

    help you.”

    Tawny and Sabina helped all right. A lovely blonde only a little taller

    than Monica, Tawny helped Anne Marie get into costume as Sabina, a slim

    Nordic blonde, body like an aerobics instructor, knelt between Anne

    Marie’s legs, licking the girl’s smoothly-shaved anus and juicy little

    pussy, sucking up the first major eruption of girl-gush.

    “What a juicy little girl. She tastes great, Tawny,” blushed the slim

    Nordic beauty, kissing Tawny’s pretty mouth to share Anne’s fluids.

    “I’ve never gone down on a girl who cums that much. Let’s double-team

    her when they get done with the video.”

    Tawny, nodding agreeably, kissed Sabina’s glossed lips “Tastes good to

    me, but let’s get her ready before Claudia gets mad.”

    In costume and from the sidelines, Anne Marie got to watch Monica

    getting some apparently realistic domination, the girl quite convincing

    in her act. Bound in serious restraints, she was spanked, poked,

    felt-up, dildo’ed, sucked and fucked by as many as four guys at once,

    all the while under control of Claudia’s black leather paddle.

    Monica’s crotch was shaved as smoothly as Anne Marie’s and the

    similarity was quite unnerving. Seeing guys fucking her tight pink

    cunt was more than exciting for Anne Marie. Pussy juice was still

    running down the inside of her smooth thighs while Sabina

    surreptitiously continued teasing her tight little anus from behind.

    “Break . . . " said Claudia. “Come here, Anne Marie. Give us one of

    your wet shots. Clint, come here. Fuck her while she masturbates.

    Sandra; come in close for this shot. I don’t care if the lens gets

    wet.”

    Held in bondage in the same position as Monica had been, lovely

    vulnerable, legs spread wide by leather restraints, tiny Anne Marie

    masturbated while a healthy-looking youth moved between her legs. As

    his very impressive over nine inch circumcised shaft stroked her snug

    slippery sheath, her eyes glowed with increasing pleasure, hard

    ass-cheeks flexing enthusiastically as she relished the sensation of

    being fucked by such a virile youth.

    “Let me suck someone at the same time,” she pleaded. “I can cum real

    easy while sucking . . . "

    That was a two-second request, the youthfully hard cock in her mouth

    attached to a rugged tall blonde surfer-type, his boyish smile

    acknowledging her talent for fellatio. The vaginal orgasm made the

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    little teenager shake like a wind-up toy as her spasming pussy sprayed

    cunt-juice all over the stomach, cock and balls of the youth between

    her slim legs.

    “If she keeps sucking me . . . " warned the other kid, cock in her

    mouth, looking for Claudia’s direction.

    “Sandra,” motioned Claudia, pointing to his plight, “get this shot up

    close. Hurry!”

    Two cameras were on-target as the youth came, the voluminous orgasm

    going straight into Anne Marie’s mouth. Pulling out of made for

    sucking lips after the first orgasmic spurt, he masturbated to

    satisfaction into her waiting open pink mouth. Surge after surge of

    almost transparent ejaculate quickly filled Anne’s perfect cum chute.

    Gurgling pleasurably, one camera between legs and two in her face, the

    tiny girl made an obscene show of greedily swallowing the generous load

    of warm cum as her orgasm sprayed the other boy’s turgid cock.

    “Break . . . " came Claudia’s direction. “Monica; back to work.”

    Soon spread in bondage like a Christmas Goose, Monica was gang-banged in

    every opening, as many as five cocks involved at a time; mouth, ass,

    cunt and hands. Every time emotions ran high, Anne Marie substituted

    for the well-fucked blonde, hot little twat spraying like a fire-hose

    as climaxes overcame her, taking nine more orgasms right in her mouth,

    swallowing semen like it was the nectar of life. Even Sandra and crew

    were sweating as they watched the tiny girl swallowing cum, mummers of

    approval from shadowed sidelines as she made herself squirt-off like

    Old Faithful. After blowing an orgasm directly into her wide open

    mouth, Darby, a dark skinned black, dropped to his knees and took her

    sex in his mouth, Anne’s climax so enormous the kid couldn’t swallow it

    all.

    “Eat that girl’s pussy!” came calls from the girls behind cameras,

    feminine laughter infectious. Anne could hear Tawny and Sabina

    laughing.

    “Keep it down,” admonished Claudia, the request followed by more

    laughter.

    Another break, and Monica was back on the job, getting a bun-reddening

    spanking from Claudia. Black leather and latex made Claudia quite

    awesome as she dished out the arousing paddling, latex-clad Monica

    astride the largest cock on the set as she got ass-fucked while taking

    the erotic spanking.

    “Okay you guys, line up and let Anne Marie take all you can give,”

    grinned Claudia, licking satisfied lips after doing the same to

    Monica’s smooth pink cunt.

    For almost an hour, Anne Marie got to masturbate all the young boys,

    with and without condoms, directing seventeen youthful orgasms into a

    clear crystal goblet and five into thin latex rubbers. Faces were

    nameless, but cocks began to look familiar; Anne remembering which ones

    produced the most semen. Sucking rotating performers, four erupted in

    her mouth as she played with their balls, and she made quite a

    salacious show with semen, using mouthfuls to lubricate cocks as she

    jacked-off willing participants into the huge crystal goblet. Over and

    over, boys stepped up to the challenge and tiny Anne Marie made them

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    surrender milky treasures, load after load of creamy thick semen

    splashing into the quickly-filling glass receptacle.

    The camera crew got just what Claudia hoped for, a spectacle of Anne

    Marie enjoying a jism-feast. Masturbating furiously, the young girl

    sprayed wildly as she dribbled unending wads of pearlescent cum into

    her cock-sucking mouth from bloated transparent condoms, cum running

    down her chin and over pink-nippled titties. Scooping it up with a

    large silver spoon, the boys fed it back into her pink slutty mouth.

    The encore of the day occurred when Anne was faced by Claudia in a set

    smoky with clouds of musky incense. Dressed in black latex and

    leathers, the erotically made-up dominatrix raised the nearly full

    crystal goblet to cameras in what was meant to be an occult

    celebration, nipples forced from snug latex top through two inch round

    openings, boys at each side sucking the long pink playthings. Between

    wide-spread legs, one youth was licking her nude crotch as she pee’d in

    his willing mouth.

    Chanting some ancient lyric, Claudia handed the sacred vessel to little

    Anne Marie Summer. “Drink this sacred nectar from the loins of young

    men and you will live forever as the Princess of Lust!”

    The shimmering back-lit goblet glowed like pearls in Anne Marie’s hands.

    “Drink . . . or die on the alter,” grinned the dominatrix vampire.

    “Your blood will nourish our lives!”

    Acknowledging ultimate surrender, Anne Marie raised the semen-filled

    vessel to swollen pink lips, inhaling the rutty locker-room aroma of

    warm cum, tiny wet pussy vibrating climactically just from the smell of

    so much semen. Wetting lips, long pink tongue parting the pair, she

    watched pearlescent clouds swirling in semitransparent fluids.

    Emerald-green eyes staring invitingly into the lens, she raised and

    tipped the lip of the vessel. Slowly and very dramatically she drained

    the entire goblet, swallowing seventeen loads of warm,

    thick-as-egg-white cum, quivering deliciously, tiny pussy spasming, the

    smoothly-shaved cunt spraying crystalline droplets in one long

    uninterrupted orgasm as four cameras recorded her cum-feast from

    different angles.

    “My Gawd,” grinned the teenager, licking semen-glossed lips, “give me

    more to drink! I’m the Princess of Cum!”

    “Cut . . . " sighed Claudia, set so quiet everyone could hear the sounds

    of Anne Marie swallowing.

    “Golly,” giggled Anne Marie, blushing, licking her lips and still trying

    to swallow, “did I do okay? I meant to say Princess of Lust.”

    The following applause answered any lingering doubts.

    “Don’t worry, baby; your line was a winner!” laughed Claudia, arm around

    Anne Marie’s tiny waist. “You’re the Princess of everything erotic.

    No one can watch that exhibition without believing you really love

    drinking semen.”

    It took ten more minutes of final filming, the story ending when Anne

    was rescued from the coven by friends who’d made the original bet.

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    Believing she’d been victimized, they pretended they were shocked (but

    thrilled) when the spunk-addicted young girl propositioned each of

    them. Final footage featured Anne going down on one of her friends in

    the back seat of his car as others in the front seat, throbbing cocks

    in hand, eagerly waited their turn to enjoy the girl’s wildly-awakened

    enthusiasm for oral sex, living up to and earning her new title as

    Princess of Cum.

    “Let’s see the rushes . . . " smiled Claudia. “Let’s go to my office.

    Basha; would you be so kind as to bring us some refreshments while we

    check these out? Get whatever you want and bring me some red wine.

    Tawny, Sabina, bring Anne Marie to my office.”

    On the way to her office, Sabina continued to finger-fuck Anne’s anus as

    Tawny towed the girl down the hall. When they got to her office,

    Sandra had already started the tape. A giant high-resolution monitor

    displayed a slow-motion sequence of Anne taking an orgasm in open

    mouth, thick surges of white semen splashing across extended tongue,

    pools of cum filling pink-lipped mouth. On the floor between her legs,

    Monica was engaged in a delightful game of cunnilingus, aggressively

    licking Claudia’s white satin-covered crotch.

    “That’s a beautiful shot, Sissy . . . " smiled Sandra, unfazed by

    Monica’s talent and Claudia’s pleasure. “You’re getting better each

    time you use a camera. The framing is perfect. Look at that

    expression on her face.”

    “Oh, yeah,” grinned Claudia, climaxing pleasurably on Monica’s talented

    tongue. “I like it! There’s nothing like getting a good picture and a

    good licking at the same time. Let’s see what your tape looks like.”

    Changing tapes, Sandra inserted the one from her camera. If Sissy’s was

    good, Sandra’s was better, each frame good enough to be cut for stills.

    Wide-spread cock-filled pussy orgasms were so exquisitely filmed, the

    effect was like having Anne Marie spraying cunt cum right in viewer’s

    faces. Ringers of the day were condom and goblet footage, cum back-lit

    by reflectors as it oozed into Anne Marie’s waiting mouth. Pink tongue

    reaching eagerly for slowly-swinging thick ropes of semen, coaxing the

    evidence of male pleasure between petulant electric-pink lips, tiny

    Anne Marie sucked rubbers inside out as she masturbated to

    cosmically-drenching orgasms while a circle of masturbating youths

    ejaculated into the waiting goblet, a vessel strategically placed just

    behind her sexy profile. The image of handsome young men jacking-off

    into the crystal as the young girl savored the contents of over-filled

    condoms was absolutely electric. The girl was a natural.

    “That’s so weird,” giggled Anne Marie. “I look just like Monica. I

    can’t tell which of us are which.”

    “But you know who got to swallow all that cum!” laughed Claudia,

    thrusting hips like she was getting fucked, sweet hairless crotch

    against Anne’s look-alike’s mouth. “You used to do that, Monica,” she

    smiled, running appreciative fingers through Monica’s real hair as the

    girl continued lavishing oral attention to alabaster cunt lips,

    spreading them to spear a pink vaginal tube with long tongue. “To bad

    you got married and settled down. Just look what your old man keeps

    you from doing.”

    “I get to do him every day,” said Monica, licking pussy-juiced lips,

    spreading Claudia’s pink cunt-lips wider. “One guy is all I need.”

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    “Not for me,” laughed Claudia, taking Monica’s face by her ears. “I

    like variety in my life; guys and girls. Mmmm, keep doing me, baby . .

    . oh, yeah!” Rolling eyes upward, Claudia scrubbed her nude cunt-lips

    against Monica’s mouth, climaxing over and over as she watched the big

    monitor revealing Anne Marie’s penchant for drinking semen. “You’re

    going to make me rich and famous,” she giggled, looking over her

    shoulder at the diminutive teenage sex-toy.

    Climaxing from watching Monica while Sabina fingered her asshole, the

    teenager just blushed.

    “Take her on my couch, girls. Show her what you can do to a girl like

    her. I want to watch you two eat her crotch. Enjoy them, Anne. This

    is one of the rewards you get when you work for me. You don’t have to

    do anything but enjoys these girl’s tongues.”

    Sabina and Tawny stripped Anne and made her bend over, Sabina sucking

    Anne’s grateful anus while Tawny licked that always-juicy pussy. They

    did her in every conceivable position, trading places and making Anne

    squeal, cuming until she nearly fainted from such intense tongue action

    in anus and cunt.

    “All right, girls; give the girl a break. You can suck her crotch again

    the next time.”

    After kissing Anne all over, they kissed Claudia, too. “Thank you,

    Mistress,” smiled Sabina. “She’s delicious!”

    “You’re welcome, Sabina; you, too, Tawny. Go get changed and cleaned up

    and come back to my office.”

    “Yes, Mistress!” beamed Sabina, the two young girls leaving, arms around

    each other as Claudia smiled contentedly.

    An hour later, and after showering and changing back into street

    clothes, a sexually happy Anne Marie got a ride home with Monica.

    “Does your husband care that you do these kinds of films?” she asked,

    climbing into the black Mustang. “I mean, he must know. Does he get

    jealous?”

    “He knows . . . " shrugged Monica, going through the gears, “but he’s

    unemployed and we need the money. What can he say? We don’t talk

    about it much. Sometimes he asks if I like it.”

    “Do you?” asked the precocious teen, nailed to the seat as Monica

    accelerated through traffic.

    “Well . . . " smirked Monica, “sometimes I feel like gettin'

    gang-banged. I get this need for seed and two or three hours of good

    stiff dick. The guys always wear condoms so I don’t worry about

    anything. I don’t tell him. But other times, it seems like it’s just

    work.”

    “Golly,” sighed Anne Marie, miniskirt so short it was already up around

    her narrow hips. “I don’t see how it could be work. A gang-bang seems

    more like a game. You get to dress-up sexy and play games. You gotta

    admit they’re fun.”

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