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The Show (rahatingt & darkest_fate)

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The plan was ambitious, the arrangements were mostly done and Edward Miller was sure that his biggest project to date would see the light of success and take things in a completely new and wild direction. Edward had a gift of passion and his works so far had been varied and successful in cliche domains. A son of a rich father he have had the funds to support his career of choice by dints of family fortune until he took off reasonably. And now he had quite a few of his older more discrete clients among his investors and he could afford to take on such a big risky venture.

He had most often used his home office for casting and audition before but he had never worked this big or had such renowned actors, actresses working for him before. So he had to arrange things in this office. This new office was decorated like his home expensive but simple and tastefully decorated. On one end was the huge oak desk and his seat behind it. Only two chairs in the front. But Edward loved to talk over on a side where a pair of large comfortable leather couches sat face to face. The rest of the room was mostly open except for ankle deep luxurious rug. The few decorations spoke money and class, perfect for the purpose of this office. Most importantly the audio visuals were through and well hid.

The man himself was a curious one. Nearly at 40, he wasn't classically handsome and not singularly ugly. He might not be a well known face in the widest hollywood circle but he had dealings with enough high rollers over the years to have that confidence in his ability and being comfortable in his skin. And that confidence was what had let him start his current project and moved it so far on its way despite the outrageous nature of it and would be essential in pushing the casting forward.

Dressed in a casual slacks and shirts he waited in his desk, leafing through the plans and profiles as he waited for the next meeting. His voice was steady even as anticipation caught up with him as his secretary informed him that the lady was here. He stood up, coming around the desk, he was halfway to the door when it opened and his secretary ushered the beautiful and elegant Ms. Nicole Kidman inside.

"Hello, Ms. Nicole", he smile at her, offering her his hand as the secretary left silently closing the door behind her. Edward was ready to guide her to the couch and start the interesting and hopefully long discussion.
 
The role sounded like a career changer, the role of a lifetime. Television had been pushing boundaries for years now, yet this show promised to push them even further. It would be realer, more gritty, more alive than any program that had ever been done before. Those that participated would see their careers forever changed by it. Comparisons had been made, favorable ones, to Game of Thrones, to Caligula. It sounded almost too good to be true.

In fact, Nicole Kidman figured that it all was. Her agent had more or less oversold the film to her, insisting that it would be a huge move for her. Dramatic, unexpected, the type of thing that made careers. Nicole's career had been made for some time: she garnished quite a bit of attention, both critically and popularly. She hardly thought she really needed something that would boost her impressive career further.

However, Nicole was also bored. Almost overwhelmingly so. She'd been taking on challenging roles, scandalous roles, for years, but none seemed to quite challenge her. Things just felt... flat. Like there wasn't anything left. So while she didn't quite think that this would be the lifechanging role promised, she did see it as something decidedly different, something new. Besides, there was a part of her immensely proud of the fact that at forty-five, they still wanted her in a role that demanded that someone look beautiful.

So that beautiful woman entered the office exuding confidence and charisma. She smiled a million dollar smile (one about reflected in her salary) toward the director. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Miller," she said. A nod and she took one of the available chairs, wasting no time in getting herself comfortable. this took some adjusting: she'd worn a tight pencil skirt of dark gray, and that had to be tugged down. Charcoal tights could only cover so much, and Nicole didn't intend on revealing any more than she had to. She fluffed her creme colored silk blouse and tossed her red gold hair over her shoulders. Clear blue eyes met Miller's, and she looked at him with anticipation and readiness.

"So," she said, nodding, "I hear this is your first project? I didn't recognize your name when they started mentioning all the details, but I don't know everything."

She smiled self-deprecatingly at the last words, nodding slightly. It was true, of course, but Nicole knew that a certain level of small talk and flattery was always a good thing. She spent a few seconds eying the director, looking him over, making judgement calls. Did he look confident? was he appealing? Charismatic? All this could be deduced in seconds, and Nicole had the experience and practice to do just that.
 
Edward didn't wait for her to sit after he showed her in. Rather he sat himself and watched her carefully adjust her mini skirt and sit in a prim proper manner. She was what he had expected, seeing her up close from the first time. A megawatt smile that seemed real enough and that seemed to brighten the mood. A classy, beautifully elegant woman who was also sexy and knew it. She was perfect for the role in that regard.

It was also interesting to watch her cover herself so carefully all the while choosing the wear something that showed off her endless legs in such a sensual manner. The cream blouse went perfectly with the darker skirt and as she whirled those red gold hair, so favorite of his, Edward couldn't help but stare at her; for a moment before he answered her query.

"You are right. This is my very first project in this scale. I have had done some independent videos and photo shoot. Photography was what I cut my teeth in. I know how to watch people, how to make them comfortable creating exotic, passionate, real moments that pushes at boundaries. I create themes that are new and shocking and make the performer reveal in it. Thats why I got the backing for this project and try pushing some boundaries in mainstream media."

He shrugged as he gave her the answer before posing his own question. "I'm curious what made you meet me then. After all you are a super established actress and I have provided very little detail about the roles or plots. There is a reason I want it all to be a surprise specially for the critical roles. I have had requests from quite a few big shots. But I am curious about knowing your reason for wanting it. What would you like to achieve ideally."

He raised his hands, sliding his palms along the back of his couch, relaxing back against it and watching her with a lazy confident smile. It was clear that he understood what kind of a start she was and how new and inexperienced he was in her industry; yet he knew what he wanted and was sure that he was going to get it, whether with her or not.

His expression was carefully blank just the barest hint of interest in her answer. His face didn't show that his mind was running fast, wondering about the way she would react when the details would be revealed. Even as he was fairly confident that she would accept, Edward always seemed to know who would make the jump to his world, yet he wasn't exactly sure what would he choose for some of the options he would provide her. All in all, Edward was sure that this would be a wild and fun morning and he couldn't wait to push it forward.
 
"Well, that certainly does sound thrilling," offered Nicole, nodding. Not that she didn't already know a great deal of that information even before she'd asked the question, let alone before he'd answered it. Nicole's agent had done her research, and Nicole had put in a little extra effort herself. Still, it was always interesting to see what the person himself said, how he advertised himself, how he presented his reputation and his position. It would demonstrate far more than paper.

and it did now. The director not only answered, but was soon flipping the question back on Nicole. That smile returned, this time with a lot more authenticity than the mostly practiced expression of a few moments prior. "You might as well ask why any of the actresses you propositioned showed interest. I have heard that you were interested in Angelina and Emma as well, and there are rumors that you're looking for quite the expansive cast of attractive women," she arched a brow, "some of us do our homework, Mr. Director."

Another smile, this one sharper than the other two. Yes, this woman was clearly meant to play a queen, and she had no qualms about demonstrating that power now. She could see the lazy, confident smile and demeanor of the other man, and found herself seeing the appeal of it. That was what she had been looking for.

"Plus, we both know that lack of detail in this business tells volumes, even more than giving out ever so much detail," continued Nicole, dancing about the question without directly answering it. Her eyes twinkled with the mischief of it all, wondering if she should come out and admit her reasons or see if the director was sharp enough to pick up the little hints. "I mean: role of the lifetime, big names being courted, hints of another series with even more power than the biggest on television?" Nicole spread her arms for a moment, before nodding toward the director. "Really, Mr. Director, you couldn't appeal to people more, now could you?"

Still not a definite answer in the entire mess, which had, of course, been the point of it all. Now Nicole smiled and leaned back slightly herself, wondering if they were going to continue to dance about and play the game, or perhaps get into the more gritty details. She found herself intrigued either way...
 
Edward liked the way she carried herself, a mix of confidence and grace and with that classy beautiful face, she was the perfect vision of the queen he had imagined in his mind for his production. He could tell that she was intrigued and looking forward to the challenge and salaciousness and he was looking forward to her ultimate reaction as the secrets would be revealed and she would find him pushing the limits beyond her wildest imagination.

He had a inward smile as the perfectly positioned camera would record everything, capture that irreplaceable moment when Nicole Kidman decide on her queenly role. He chuckled as she answered without answering, thrusting back the questions at him.

"You are right of course. And I expected as much diligence from you. After all someone like you just don't come and meet a newcomer like me without preparation. I would have been disappointed if that was the case. And yes I'm looking for some gorgeous, sexy and confident women for the roles, who would understand my vision, take it as their own and let me push that limit so far that the world would look at shock and wait in anticipation for the next bit."

His hands were moving in between them with his words, giving Ms. Kidman an idea about how invested and passionate he was in this. "Its a gritty story of court politics and intrigue and power play in a fantasy medieval times. Men and women in rich dresses and sets, the social contrast of rich nobles and poor peasants. The rivalry, decadence and all that. But the truly shocking is the sexual side of it to be honest. And its not like its a new game. You have read stories like this in novels and other medium but as soon as they come over to the live media you censor the hell out of them."

This time he actually bent a little forward looked right at Nicole's smiling eyes, "There will be no censoring in this production nor any simulated action. Everything would be raw, live and real in all the prominence of full HD." His eyes were blazing and challenging in its stare, "I have seen you in challenging role. I have seen you as the beautiful scheming woman, I have seen you naked and passionate. But can you dare to pull a proud, prude queens transformation to one of the most decadent woman of her time in this production?"

He still tamed his words quite a bit, waiting for her to respond to this shock, whether she could decipher about the non simulated or raw and real before delivering the second shock of how decadent a queen her character would be.
 
Nicole lapsed into attentive silence as the director spoke. He certainly seemed enthused, excited about this role. They'd done well in selecting their project leader in that regard, if nothing else. Nicole dimly recalled hearing that Miller had been very directly involved in the pitching and developing of the idea. Nicole supposed that worked itself out now, with his rather enthusiastic delivery.

Social contrast, high diplomacy, gritty details, it sounded pretty well as Nicole had been promised. Nothing in what Miller described surprised the actress, at least, not at first. He got to the part about censoring, and Nicole considered. This, again, she'd been cautioned about. Nicole still wasn't quite certain to what extent that entailed or implied. She figured that it meant decidedly less makeup and special effects, and decidedly more of her own stunt work. Yet as Miller continued, certain aspects fell into place. He wanted them to have unsimulated, real sex on camera, the stuff of which pornography was made. It would be recorded in high resolution, then broadcast to paying customers throughout the states. The draw, no doubt, would be seeing the beautiful celebrities perform acts of debauchery. Nicole quickly guessed at the sheer amount of people willing to watch and pay for such a thing. The way Miller worded it, the way it sounded, it all came off as a grand challenge: the promised role of a lifetime, her lifetime.

Naked and passionate... but could she pull this off? Nicole's smile spread slowly across her face, the blue eyes twinkling with a near devilish glint. Yes, she thought about the impressive paycheck they offered her, the dollars that would fatten her bank account yet further. Yes, she thought of the possibility of reaching a new, wide spread audience, of having thousands if not millions of people see her on their screens. Yes, she thought about the possibilities of winning awards or of being part of a new show that would do things that had never been done before. But mostly, mostly Nicole thought about the fact that she would be given that role, what sounded like a very leading role, of a lifetime, that challenge she always wanted.

"Of course I can, Mr. Director," she said, nodding. "Though I'm not certain I'm quite as eager to put myself in danger. I'm assuming that there will be background checks on anyone that actually uses their equipment on stage? Not to mention all the appropriate disease tests and such? It would be oh so ironic if one of your leading actresses caught, say, syphilis from shooting?"

She smiled challengingly at that, once more lounging back slightly. Nicole looked like nothing so much as a jungle cat who was batting about a small, defenseless animal. If she could, she likely would have begun purring.

"But that's all details, of course," she said, waving a hand dismissively. "A formality, mostly. I assure you: I'll play your decadent queen, and I'll do one hell of a job at it."

Now that sounded pleasing.
 
An answering smile grew in Edward's face as Nicole responded to his plan both with her expression and her words. He could tell how intrigued she was at the prospects and the challenge. She saw it as a transformation of herself and her world and standing at the epicenter of this new era.

There was no question that she understood the depth of what he was asking as she asked for the confirmation on her and other actress's safety, confirming that she truly wants the role despite the shocking nature of it. He loved the way she showed her affirmation. The desire to push herself at her limits for successful portrayal of the role and her confidence in able to pull it off despite it being so radical and new to her gave him hope. He needed a cast who believed in their role and ready to give the show their all like he planned in making it and Nicole seemed to perfectly fit in that template. And snagging such a prominent actress in such a manner would help fill in the rest of the cast no doubt.

"Rest assured Ms. Kidman, you wouldn't have anything to worry about in that regard. Every male and actually female would have to go through the required test and not just before the shooting start. And of course all the women have to take care of the birth control bit and the production would help with that anyway we can. As I said this would be all real and consistent. Men would release inside and copious amount of it."

His words were confident with the assurance of a man planning this for long and in detail. He talked as if it was the production plan executed so many times; as if it wasn't the first time such things had to be considered for the very first time in mainstream media.

"And don't think for a moment that this is just some other pornography with actresses paid in obscene amount. You will have to make the character come alive. And even in the intimate side the demand that would be put on you or everyone would be much higher than a pornographic performer. If the script says you are orgasming ...", he paused to emphasize on the point, "you will be orgasming in the final shot even if it takes multiple take."

But then he scooted forward in his seat and took the fingers of one of her hand in his own, seemingly pondering about how to approach about something before suddenly standing up and moving toward his desk. He was rifling through his files as he continued on. "There's also the fact that a lot of your male co star won't be the handsome or cute type. As I said its a gritty story, a shocking tale of power and debauchery."

He seemed to find the file he was looking for, grabbed it and returned with it to sit again on her opposite, offering the file to her yet holding it so that he could finish what he was saying before offering it to her. "Your character the queen wasn't always the decadent woman. We start how she became the queen of the land, a treaty which would merge the nations, a surrender and how the king demanded and ensured her capitulation. The king is an impotent pervert who likes to watch and sexual domination is something he understands very well. So as part of the signing, the capitulation, the queen would submit every way. So in the negotiation table in front of all the ministers and such negotiation, right on that decades old oak table she would be spread and taken, mounted and ridden like a bitch."

He watched her face for her reaction to the depraved description of the scene, still holding the file, "and she won't be taken by the king or a famous knight. No, no, that would be too simple for his taste. She would be taken by a coarse lowly soldier sodomizing the new queen's virgin back passage and creaming her for all to watch."

And as he let her take the file and watch the men cast for the role. It was a man who would never be able to get someone like Nicole. He wasn't a known face and he didn't need to be. His body and face fit the role of a grunt work soldier, an uncouth man. The file also contained a fully naked and aroused photo of the man showing her how contrasting a coupling between them would be. It also showed that despite not being too large the man had a thick and curved cock and it was clear that Nicole was up for a thorough ass reaming.

"What I have to ask though", Edward continued, this time with a question while trying to hide his inner smile and enjoying Nicole's reaction to the man in profile. "How experienced are you in anal sex if any. This would be a powerful, rough coupling, something to show the queen who is in charge and also what would realistically happen if a virile, ugly, working class man find himself mounting the most beautiful and noble of lady. Do you think you can manage a shoot directly or do you need to rehearse or need some help on how to handle such a scene?"
 
Nicole listened intently as the director outlined the details, reassuring her. True, Nicole had pretty well decided to accept the role irregardless, but she wasn't stupid. She appreciated the confirmation, the testing, the provided adornments. She herself had been taking shots for birth control for a while now. Despite her own denial of age, Nicole suspected that she didn't have many child bearing years left to her.

The director continued there. This was not to be just pornography, but also acting. Nicole nodded, "That's why you want real performers instead of, well... the other sort," said Nicole, attempting to demonstrate an understanding. The last bit, that on her own orgasming, made Nicole's eyes widen a bit. She wasn't sure she could orgasm on command, not in truth. She'd faked it for the camera before; faked it for lovers, if it came to it. But an actual orgasm on camera?

"Well, I certainly hope you're hiring skilled lovers then. I'm not one for forcing a performance like that," said Nicole, keeping her voice light. She lapsed into silence again as the director rummaged. Not attractive? Nicole tilted her head at that, wondering just what the director meant by that. Hollywood's "Not attractive" meant a wide variety of things. Alyson Hannigan had been considered frumpy at some points, and even she got her own Maxim shoot.

The file was offered, and Nicole took it, thumbing through while she listened. The queen would submit in front of all those, and offer up her virginal passage. It all made sense, from a screenplay point of view. Nicole thumbed through the file as the last details arrived: a lower soldier, creaming inside her and scramming. The man certainly looked the part; Nicole had to give them that. They showed, well, all of him, and Nicole's eyes widened appreciatively at the cock. Thicker than average, even Nicole's average, but not quite as long as she'd have truly expected. Likely because this man had been selected to plug a virgin ass.

"I'm afraid I don't have much experience," said Nicole, maintaining her professionalism. She tilted the file, frowning slightly. "I've had a few lovers poke around back there, and one guy gave me a nice tongue bath, but nothing more. I admit it sounds... intriguing. Rather extreme for a first shot, hmm?" she smiled at him and handed back the file. "But I think we should probably go for more realism. Have him enter me for the first time and all. Wouldn't want to deny the public that. Also," Nicole's eyes glinted, "it would make the acting ever so much easier."

She paused, considering. "I want an addendum to my contract though. It's my understanding that you are pulling in attractive people as well? I demand at least one sex scene with whomever the most attractive hire is," Nicole did realize she'd left that almost too open. Well, she'd always been curious, "and I get them first. Surely that won't be too much? Not for someone so... willing as I."

Well, if she was going to play the queen, she might as well act it. Her smile matched that of the Cheshire cat though, and that cat had just gotten a hold of the creme.
 
Edward answering smile was bright and shiny as he realized how much the brilliant actress was looking forward to the taboo fun. He could see that she was concerned a bit about taking the actor specially since her answer clarified that she was really an anal virgin as expected. His legs were slightly spread in a comfortable arrangement and her words made his slightly aroused self stiffen and visible twitch inside his slacks.

The thought the gorgeous woman in front of him spread and taken and sodomized right in front of his eyes were thrilling and the desire in her eyes promised scenes that would be full of passion and delicious depravity.

Edward decided it was the chance to be even more forward and demanding with her and not pull any punches anymore. "You are actually looking forward to the taboo part aren't you Nicole. May I call you Nicole Ms. Kidman?", his eyes glinted in anticipation, "you are looking forward to the freedom of showing your gorgeous figure without reservation."

He turned and pulled a camera from a side table and turned in on facing her. Though there was cameras recording everything about her he wanted her to be specifically aware and embrace the voyeuristic nature of the moment.

"Why don't you tell for the camera if you are wet at the thought of getting sodomized on camera. Is you tiny pucker itching at the thought of being stretched open inch after inch by a fat hairy man?" He held the camera in one hand and groped himself through his slacks with the other, teasing her with his own arousal for her.

"You love the idea of men drooling at your naked beauty and lewd coupling. You are one decadent woman. But I also need to know this isn't just all talk, that you are up for what you just said. I need you to give me a good striptease for the camera, just show of your naked body proudly as you would have to for the show anyway." His eyes were on her this whole time, gauzing her reaction to every words when he made the final demand; at least for now. "And I will need to you spread those tight cheeks of yours and show us your beautiful virgin asshole and promise us how wonderfully decadent and taboo anal nympho your queen's gonna be."
 
Looking forward to it? "Perhaps," teased Nicole, allowing another sly little smile. Her eyes followed the director intensely, not wavering in the slightest. She suspected there were more cameras about, especially considering the direction this was going. A hidden audition? Nicole felt irritation and amusement arising in near equal amounts at the thought. Well, she had never failed to perform before, so why should she now?

The woman tossed her hair again, letting it fall wildly about her face, before she turned to give the camera a sultry look that would cause pants to stir everywhere. She wet her lips before speaking: "Am I looking forward to it? Does my sexy little pussy get all hot and wet just thinking about performing raunchy acts for an audience? Mmm," she closed her eyes and ran her hands along her body, trembling slightly. Mostly an act, but you couldn't tell. Hell, Nicole was already convincing herself. "Who doesn't get a little turned on at the thought of being so deliciously naughty?" she asked, continuing. Her head lowered, the hair falling about to partly curtain her face. Delicate fingers rose, and she artfully undid a few buttons of the blouse. It parted, giving way as though desperate to free the breasts underneath. Already the sign of a lacy black bra strap showed. Nicole smiled coyly at the camera then, her eyes nearly smoky.

"Oh, I'm definitely decadent. I'm definitely looking forward to some lewd action for you all. I want you all to watch as I get fucked good and hard by men with great, fat cocks. You'll get to see my sexy body screwed good and hard, won't you?" she moaned, her hand sliding to part the blouse more, baring much white flesh and the black bra. Her hands pulled at buttons, till the blouse hung open, baring the flesh beneath. Nicole looked every inch the sexual woman she promised. Her hands lowered to the skirt, and she tugged.

"I'm sure you're all going to love seeing this hot, sensual body used for pleasure, aren't you?' she said, her words dripping as she stared at the camera. "Can't you just picture it now? A cock sliding into me, making me coo and scream?" she tugged at the waistband of the skirt, till a hand went down. A clasp snapped free, a zipper slid.

"Buuut," she said, her voice stepping back. Her eyes drifted to the director. "Nobody gets to see anything until the director gives me what I want. The Queen gets to fuck the hottest person on the set, before anyone else gets to. She gets first right privileges for whatever hottie you convince to come on and strip, the more reluctant and clueless, the better. Because the queen gets what she wants, and what she wants is some good, hard, fucking."

And Nicole yanked her skirt down nearly to her knees. The charcoal thong she'd purposefully worn underneath the charcoal skirt showed now. It just covered her sex, the hairs of her carefully tucked away by the fabric and by much grooming. Her blue eyes met the director, shooting the lust at him as well as repeating her demand in all the necessary silence.
 
Her moves, Edward's breath hitched watching her. It was as if she had been doing this for ever, stripping in front of the camera and making men go wild for her. It might be acting but it was far real than most strip joint girl were able to and despite what she might say to herself a lot of it was for real.

His stroking got more vigorous as he watched the sinew movement of her fingers, the teasing of her opening just a few buttons, the hint of her bra made him moan softly and groan louder as she didn't just show off her bra but those endless pairs of legs as her skirt vanished too. Clad in her silky lingerie, his camera filming the half naked beauty in her sultry pose, Edward gasped at her last demand.

"You are a cock hungry slut now aren't you. You just wanna have some good fuck more than the praise for the role don't you". Even as his words played at her pretense, he left the shadow of his own too. His fingers on his zipper start to slowly pull it down.

"If you are gonna have the hottest man then why shouldn't I have the hottest woman? You get the choice role, choice men or women and in return I get you. Think you are woman enough to handle me, satisfy me .. the man who comes up with such taboo and wild roles and scenes?"
 
Praise? For this role? Nicole laughed at the implication. Really? Did they think they were going to get a lot of praise? The critics might like it, but somehow, Nicole didn't see this being a show that garnished a lot of awards. If it did, all the better. She just wanted something different, something new. Perhaps there had been a bit of the truth in her words too, the bit about her wanting a good, hard fuck.

But really, who didn't?

"You think I can't handle you?" she asked, smirking. Her eyes fell to his groin for a moment, her eyebrows raised, and she looked up at the man again. "I'm sure that the queen could satisfy you just fine. But it really doesn't seem fair, does it? I get one lay of my choice, but you get me over and over? How about this," she slunk forward, sliding off her chair and rising to stand just in front of him. She practically pressed her half-dressed body against his, the curves of her contouring against him.

"You let me have first pick on any of the other players in this little show: male, female, transgender, whatever, and in exchange," she reached for his hand, pressing it against her breast. She gave it a little squeeze, adding a sly smile. "You get to do whatever you want to me, now, and then we get to have fun regularly..."

Sure, it might technically be cheating, but it was a matter of supply and demand. Nicole got what she wanted, which was something new, and she got in on her terms. She'd already heard the rumors about who could be signed up, who would be, and the thought of having one or two of them in her bed pleased the actress quite a lot. She could already feel heat rising within, flaring in her loins and threatening to make things worse. Her hands lowered for a moment, giving the director one last squeeze through his pants. The more reminders he got, the better Nicole's odds...
 
"Confident are you Nicole", he chuckled as she sauntered herself in those lovely legs, her sensual promise making him ache to just take her yet he loved the teasing play that she had going.

His eyes narrowed as she expanded on her demand to take anyone in the cast and he thought about for a moment against the return of having this gorgeous creature again and again. Up close he could sniff the fragrance she used but more so the unique musk of her womanhood, her arousal.

His fingers gently groped her breast, the perked up nipple welcoming his attention while the other trace a line along her pantie expertly finding her slit and teasing her gently. He moaned as her soft lithe hands gripped and squeezed his arousal and he wondered if she had realized how well endowed he was before she made all sorts of promise for him.

"Fuck ... you are greedy. But yesss", he moaned and put his hand on hers, making her feel him more vigorously. "You can have anyone. I will help but mostly you have to do it for yourself. It shouldn't be hard for Nicole Kidman to seduce anyone to the bed should it? But if its off the set, I get to watch and join."

He looked at her, watched the change, watched the hint of arousal and his eyes glinted in mischief, "tell me are you gonna start jerking off now late night in your bed, furiously pumping your fingers in your pussy imaging griding lovely Emma Watson's face between your legs and gushing her face with your cream."

Even as he watched her reaction to the lewd image he created he pulled her in an awkward angle to tumble on his lap, griding her pantie clad ass on his arousal and his lips came on for hungry kisses along her bare shoulder. His hot breath whispered against her ear. "Anything you say. I think I would have it for me than realism. If you are gonna get the first cut of anyone, I'm going to have the first cut on ...", his voice was a throaty purr, "tell me where you are going to have me Nicole".
 
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