His other hand… The second day at her shoot was no better, but no worse. Tom stood up from his couch, his eyes going down to Selena, then up to me. The two guys who were in the line leaned forward, enjoying Selena’s little ass as it ogled. “Oh wait, me too.” said the other guy, with more photos. We exchanged a nod, and I introduced myself as Selena’s boyfriend. “She’s going to be done getting ready.”
I stood still. Tom pushed away a clothing stand with his foot. His mouth gaped open and his legs shook. He moved his hips slowly, squeezing out last bits of his cum and unloading them into my girlfriend’s mouth. He didn’t seem like a typical film director. He gave me a shit-eating grin as he grabbed Selena’s head with both hands and pumped away. I knew she was in a bad mood when she came through the door without saying a word.