Chapter 3: The Director Joined Us While Kane f****d Me Into Oblivion
The first slow, filthy drag of Kane’s hot tongue from my dripping entrance all the way up to my swollen c**t rips a broken sob from my throat.
“Oh my f*****g god—” I cry out, hips jerking violently.
He doesn’t tease. He devours. His strong hands grip my thighs, spreading me obscenely wide as his tongue spears deep into my soaked hole, f*****g me with it while his nose grinds against my c**t. The wet, obscene sounds of him eating my cunt echo through the private set like pure porn.
I hate how good it feels. I hate that the man I’ve despised for weeks is currently making my p***y gush like a w***e.
“Deeper,” Lena commands from behind the camera, her voice thick and husky. “f**k her with your tongue, Kane. Make her feel
