FakeAgent Shy brunette plays so fucking hard to get in casting [Fake Agent]

In the sterile casting room, the brunette squirms on the couch, her legs crossing and uncrossing like a fucking metronome. She’s dressed in a tight tank top and denim skirt, the picture of innocence until she opens her mouth. “I’m not sure about this,” she pouts, eyes darting around the room, avoiding mine. I can smell her fucking arousal from here, sweet and tangy, a betrayal of her nervous words. I lean in, my breath hot on her ear, “Let’s see how shy you really are.” My hand snakes up her skirt, fingers brushing against the damp fabric of her panties. She gasps, her body tensing, but she doesn’t push me away. Instead, she spreads her legs slightly, inviting me in. I hook my fingers into her panties, tugging them aside, and plunge two fingers into her slick cunt. She moans, her head falling back, eyes fluttering closed. “See, you’re not so hard to get after all,” I growl, pumping my fingers in and out of her, her juices coating my hand. She reaches out, her hand wrapping around my cock, stroking it through my pants. I grunt, my hips jerking forward, eager for more. I pull my fingers out of her pussy, bringing them to her mouth. “Suck,” I command, and she obeys, her tongue swirling around my fingers, cleaning them off. Her eyes meet mine, dark with lust, and I know I’ve won. I unbutton my pants, freeing my cock, and she licks her lips, ready to take me in her mouth. But I have other plans. I grab her, flipping her onto her stomach, her ass in the air. I spank her, hard, leaving a red handprint on her pale skin. She yelps, but pushes back against me, begging for more. I smile, rubbing my cock against her ass, teasing her. I lean down, my lips brushing against her ear. “You’re not so shy now, are you?” I whisper, and she shakes her head, a small smile playing on her lips. I position myself at her entrance, and with one hard thrust, I’m inside her, her tight pussy gripping my cock like a fucking vice.

Her moans fill the room, a symphony of pleasure and pain, as I fuck her hard and deep, her body jerking with each thrust. I reach around, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in quick circles. She cries out, her body tensing, and I know she’s close. I increase my pace, my cock slamming into her, my fingers working her clit. She comes with a scream, her pussy clenching around my cock, milking it for all it’s worth. I grunt, my own orgasm hitting me, my cock pulsing as I fill her with my cum. I collapse on top of her, both of us breathing heavily, our bodies slick with sweat. She turns her head, her eyes meeting mine, a satisfied smile on her lips. “Well, that was a successful casting,” I say, and she laughs, a low, sultry sound that goes straight to my cock.