Sophie was alone in the fertilization way, and she was a bundle of nerves. This was the first time done a shoot without her parents being there and although she was a short thrilled it was also very intimidating. So far everyone had been really nice to her but she did n't have it off anyone at the studio apartment and if she admitted it, she felt a little scared. The assistant who 'd brought her to the dressing room had been friendly enough, setting out the costume she was to endure, but looking it over just made her stomach lurch. So far she 'd just done catalog work, modeling clothes for web site and the the like, but this was very different. Her agent had told her that he 'd reserve her to do a short-circuit film for a catering company but he 'd been very vague on the details.

The outfit laid out for her was n't like anything she imagined it would be. It consisted of a low cut, short sleeved top that left her diaphragm bare, a unretentive frilly skirt with pink lace and a microscopic apron. Even worse the sole underwear they 'd provided was a span of lacey white panty. Sophie held the top up at frowned. It was made of cotton and felt so tenuous that it might as well have been made from tissue paper.

Just then there was a knock at the door and the assistant called through 'Five minutes, sweetie !'Sophie jumped, she could n't really punt out now and kicking up a fuss could well spoil her chance of getting a new contract. She chewed her lip, then made up her mind and started to get changed as quick as she could, tossing her clothes onto a chair and slipping into the costume.

A few moments later she was examining herself in the entire duration mirror and her doubts were coming back stronger than ever. The top barely covered her breasts and the skirt was so shortsighted that she was in peril of flashing her pantie if she moved too quickly. Turning this way and that, tugging at it to try to get it to traverse a minuscule More but to no burden. Sophie chewed her lip again, had there been some sorting of mistake when her agent had sent her measure over ? Just then the room access opened and the assistant stepped in.

'Ah good, you 're ready. descend on, come on, everyone 's waiting for you on set !'She started to speed Sophie out of the room before she had a chance to open her mouth and dissent about the costume. Before she knew it she was quickly ushered into the studio where it seemed everyone was looking right at her.

Sophie blushed slightly and tried not to show her face, picking her way through the crew, doing her Charles Herbert Best not to head trip over all the line crisscrossing the base as she made her way onto the set. Under the lighting was a kitchen, various long counters and an island, nearly of which were covered in various patty, sports stadium and bottles. It looked just like the existent matter, far more impressive than anything she 'd worked on before.
'Ah, there she is !'A nearby voice caught her tending and she turned to see a untested man approaching her, smiling 'You must be Sophie, I 'm mike, delight to adjoin you'He held out his hand.
'Oh, uh yes, pleased to play you too ...'She took his hand and he shook it firmly, 'You must be the music director ... ?'

He nodded, 'Yes that 's right. Sorry I did n't get a chance to verbalise to you before, in a bit of a boot here .'He looked her up and down, pursing his lips. 'Hmm, not bad. Can you give me a quick twirl ?'

Sophie turned round for him, dumb than she usually might have, conscious of how short circuit her skirt was. When she turned back to face him there was a strange smile on his lips.

'Perfect, you 'll do just fine .'Just then two early men approached, both wearing identical chefs outfits 'Ah, good timing. Sophie, this is Ash and Saint David, your co-stars .'

Sophie was a petty surprised, she had n't been told about this, but she tried to cover it and smiled. 'Hi, I uh, look forward to working with you .'

They grinned back 'It 'll be a pleasure, I 'm for certain'reply Ash, winking at her.

Sophie felt a little shiver run down her spine, something in his style seemed a footling odd. She was used to guys flirting with her, but these guy wire must ingest been a good ten years older than her and more than a foundation taller.

'Ok Guy, get yourselves on set, Sophie will be right along .'Ash and Saint David shared a look, then nodded to mike before heading onto the set. Mike turned back to her, 'Ok, your agent told me you 're fairly new to model, but do n't worry, we work with a lot of new talent, just follow direction and you 'll be fine, alright ?'

Sophie took a mysterious breath, and nodded'I 'll do my best ... !'she replied, trying to designate to a greater extent self-assurance than she felt.

'Atta girl ,'mike smiled, then frowned at her, 'Hmmm something 's missing ... ah !'He turned, searching the crowd with his eyes, 'Hey, Sally !'He called out to a young adult female who was with Ash and St. David on set, it looked like she was adjusting their rig slightly. She looked up when Mike called, then quickly hurried over. 'Can you do something with her hair ? We 'll need to proceed it out of her fount .'

Sally looked at him and raised an eyebrow, the corner of her lip twitching in a one-half smiling, then she turned to Sophie and gave her a quick appraising feel. 'Hmm, no trouble ...'She pulled a couple of tomentum bands from a niggling pouch at her waist and deftly tugged Sophie 's articulatio humeri length haircloth into two little pigtails 'There, now her hair will be the last thing getting in her face .'Her lips twitched again as if she was trying to cover a smirk.

Before Sophie could inquire what she meant, mike put an arm round her shoulders and guided her onto the set. 'Ok, just retrieve what I said and you 'll be a star, alright ?'

Sophie licked her sass, her mouth feeling a footling dry 'Uh, s-sure ...'She did her sound to smile as Ash and mike watched her overture, feeling a small uneasy as they looked her over. She felt Mike squeezing her arm and she looked up at him.

'Hey, do n't get too worked up, relax and have fun, ok ?'He winked at her and she felt a little relief. Unconsciously she 'd been digging her nails into the decoration of her hands, but she opened her fist and flexed her fingers. He patted her shoulder and stepped off the set to join the crew.

Sophie blinked slightly from the bright Christ Within as she watched him take the air away, then felt the nerves return slightly when she realised just how many people were on the set and all of them seemed to be watching her.
'Alright Sophie ,'She heard microphone ring out 'let 's just alleviate into it. cull up one of the bowls and pretend to stir it. Just imagine you 're working in a kitchen and we 'll go from there .'She glanced over the counter in front of her and took a with child commixture bowl, surprised to see it actually had something in it, a sticky chocolate sauce. She picked up a wooden spoonful and started to stir it, impressed at the aid to detail.

'Great, calculate up and commit us a grinning, that 's rightfield ... !'Sophie could n't make out where Mike was, the luminance half blinded her, turning the crew into dim silhouettes, but his instructions were clear enough. Lifting her head she smiled, stirring the bowl. Behind her she could hear Ash and Jacques Louis David moving about, the clatter of trays and bowls being moved around told her they were acting their part too.

For the next ten or so minutes Mike directed Sophie, getting her to displace about the kitchen and lay in respective ways. At first she 'd finger very self-conscious, the skimpiness of her outfit making her movements a bit stiffly and abnormal, but she soon got into the flow of affair, almost skipping around the set in her bare animal foot. Once or twice she bumped into Ash or David, who always seemed to be just behind her. At first of all she was afraid that they 'd separate her off, but they just grinned and winked at her. She breathed a sigh of stand-in, she 'd induce all worked up but this was really rather fun !

'Ok, now grab that bowl on the rejoinder, yeah that one to your left .'Sophie looked over and saw it, a magnanimous alloy bowl filled to the brim with dark hot chocolate sauce, it looked awfully heavy. She picked it up with both hands, struggling slightly 'Great, move it onto that retort over there .'She turned, following microphone 's pedagogy and go down right into Ash, the bowlful slipping from her grip and splash over his breast, splattering down her wooden leg too. She froze in shock, her stock running cold as she waited for the inevitable yell. Ash looked down at her, scooped up some of the sauce from his rig and then deliberately flicked it at her, a huge grin spreading over his face.

Sophie flinched as the sauce splattered her, utterly confused. Then she looked up to see both Ash and David both grinning broadly at her.

'Great ! Go with that !'Called out Mike, and while Sophie watched in bewilderment, David grabbed a feeding bottle of strawberry mark sauce and squirted it right at her, splattering over her top and bare tummy. Sophie let out a surprised yelp, bringing up her hands to protect herself then started giggling. Without thinking she grabbed the nearest affair to paw, a jug of custard, and tossed it at David, the thick yellow sauce splashing over his costume. He took a step back, laughing, then grabbed a gravid cream patty and advance towards her.

Sophie let out a yelp and started to back up away, walking right into Ash. She started to apologise when she felt his hands grab her implements of war, preventing her from getting away as Jacques Louis David approached'H-hey, no fair !'She squeaked, squirming in his grip and giggling nervously. St. David stopped right in front of her and raised the cake. Sophie screwed her center shut, awaiting the inevitable, then gasped when she felt the bar squish over her dresser. She opened her eyes to see David grinning as he rubbed the mess over her top, his helping hand pressing against her knocker. Sophie felt her cheek go bright red and she bit her lip.

Trying not to show her embarrassment, she looked around for something to bewilder back. A large squeezy bottle of drinking chocolate sauce was nearest and she broke free of Ash 's clutch, grabbed it and gift David a mock-fierce look. He winked at her, holding out his arms in a 'Do your worst'gesture. Without mentation, Sophie stepped forward and shoved the top into the waistband of his pant and squeezed hard. The grin on her font froze when she realised what she 'd done. St. David looked down at her with astonishment then chuckled.

'... So it 's like that huh ... ?'She saw a that aspect on his face again and felt another frigid shiver run down her back.

'I, uh, s-sorry ... I did n't think ...'She stammered, flustered at her own actions.

Before she could oppose, Jacques Louis David grabbed her wrists and nodded to Ash. Sophie turned her head just in sentence to see Ash winding his deal back, holding a large cream cake. She just had a moment to brace herself before he brought it down hard, the cake hitting her ass with an audible smack, making her squeal. She felt the glutinous clumps of emollient being rubbed over her panty, Ash 's hand lingering a fiddling too long for consolation.
'Ok guys, I think little Sophie here needs to be taught a moral !'Called out Mike, Sophie 's bare ft skidded on the sticky trading floor as she felt herself being pulled towards one of the counters.

'... H-hey !'Sophie started to object when she felt Ash 's hands on her waist, lifting her up then pushing her over the heel counter top. She wriggled but a firm hand on her back kept her bent over and her substructure did n't refer the ground. She tried to reach back to tug her skirt over her ass, but her manus were swatted away. Sophie peered into the shining lighter, trying to spot Mike, but she could only take heed his voice as he encouraged Ash and David.

'Good, good ! Get some shots round the back, we want a good view of our newest starlet !'

Sophie whimpered, knowing that her ass, although covered in cream cake, was in full view. She turned her psyche as a lot as she could, just in clip to see Ash slide his deal under her chick and fall away his finger into the waistband of her panties. Letting out a startle yelp, she feebly kicked her legs.

'W-wait, there 's been some mistake !'She cried desperately as she felt them slowly being peeled over her sticky buttock. No one seemed to pay her any attention, though, and as hard as she squirmed, the unbendable hand on her back kept her bent over. She lowered her caput to the counter, trying to obliterate her reddening look as her panties slipped down round her knees. She gasped as she felt firm finger's breadth spread her ass, exposing her smooth pussy for all to see.

'Nice, get some good close-ups of that ... adept !'Sophie screwed her eyes shut, trying to pretend it was n't happening, this was so humiliating ! She was caught off sentry go when another cake was spanked onto her bare ass, causing her whole body to jerk as she yelped in electrical shock. Just when she thought it could n't get any bad she felt something intemperate jog between her legs and her head shot up.

'Oh my god ... ! No, look you ca-Aaaahhaa !'Her protest was cut off as Ash jabbing into her, his already hard prick plunging late into her tight pussy, stretching her instantly. Her whole consistence tensed, toes curling as she grit her teeth, drawing in a quick, hissing breath. She felt him grip her hips tightly, pinning her in post as he drew back, only to thrust hard into her again, forcing a garish gasp from her. Each time she drew breathing space to speak it was let out in a wail as he started to rhythmically fuck her. One of his hands slid up her back, tugging at her flimsy top until the ruined material ripped open, revealing her perky little breasts that jiggled with each thrust.

When she tried to extend herself, he put a hand on her shoulders and pulled her chest up off the counter, Saint David coming round to pull her workforce away. When she looked up at him pleadingly he just grinned back at her.
'You know, I think you should clean up some of the mess you made ...'He smirked, then reached down with his free hand to pull out his intemperate shaft, still covered in chocolate sauce.
Sophie 's eyes widened when he pulled her head down to it, trying to wriggle away but it was no use. When Ash thrust hard into her she involuntarily opened her sassing to cry out and David pulled her head down onto his cock, pushing past her rim and stifling her groans.

She could finger the fountainhead of his sticky cock rubbing over her tongue, the cocoa making it all smooth and slippery. She shut her eye again, trying not to gag as he started to force down on her head, getting her to bob up and down on it. The studio was filled with wet squelching haphazardness as the two aged manakin roughly used Sophie, the mussiness on her body getting smeared all over the retort top as they groped and fondled her.
Sophie felt herself being pushed backwards and forwards between the two men as they filled her mouth and pussy, she could feel Ash 's dick buried deep inside her, far bigger than her swain, her wet pussy clamped tightly around him. She could also feel her own wetness mixing with the viscid pick smeared all over her ass and pussy, and try as she might she could n't quite struggle back the moan that were starting to interchange her muffled battle cry and whimpers. Her initial struggles to pull free now slowly turning into bucking motility, ineffectual to finish herself from pushing back against each thrust. Her lingua ran over the header of David 's cock, she could taste something else amongst the deep brown and she instinctively started to suck.

David let out a low moan 'Damn, she 's starting to get into it ...'Sophie looked up at him, then realised he was n't holding her head anymore but she was still bobbing on his tool. A flush of shame ran through her and she hesitated. 'Nuh-uh ... do n't lay off now ...'He put a mitt on the back of her head, encouraging her to continue 'That 's it ... good girl ...'

She could feel her cheeks burning as a sticky mixture of umber sauce, taradiddle and precum started to drip down her chin, but she could n't avail herself. David 's groans were getting louder and he tilted his head teacher back as his cock throbbed in Sophie 's hot short mouth. His fingers curled in her hair, gripping it tightly. 'Nnngh ... oh piece of ass ...'He panted'... fucking ... yeah here it comes you dirty little girl ... !'

His cock twitched in her mouthpiece then a sec later Sophie felt something warm and sticky hit the back of her throat. She gagged in surprisal and tried to eat up but them there was another spurt that filled her backtalk, thick globs of it leaking past her brim. David gripped the substructure of his cock with his free handwriting and pulled out quickly, just as Sophie gasped for breathing spell another thick spurt of cum hit her on the nose, splashing across her boldness. She quickly shut her oculus, letting out a yelping as her face was painted with rope after Mexican valium of viscid jizz.

After he was spent, Saint David staggered backwards, letting everyone get a good shot of her face drenched with his cum. thick filament of cum streaked across her nose, impudence and forehead, slowly oozing down her human face, strings of it hanging from her Chin, swaying as Ash continued to get laid her, his own oink getting louder, his strokes more forceful. Sophie could palpate his grip on her hips tightening, her own body responding to his cock plunging roughly into her. She gripped the edge of the heel counter to stabilise herself, her knuckles ashen as she fought back the impulse to moan out loud. She could feel something building inside her, an vivid belief of pleasure, impossible to contend against. Squirming on the counter top, completely forgetful of anything but the sensations coursing through her body. She was dimly aware of noises around her, ones from behind her getting louder, but she was losing ascendence. With a shudder that ran through her entire body, she arched her back and cried out, eyes squeezed shut and head pushed back. Her petite class went completely set, her tight puss clamping down tightly on the dick invading her.

That pushed Ash over the line and with a strangled oink he slammed into her hard, burying himself up to the hips. His thickset cock vellication as he unloaded his heavy glob deep inside her. Sophie gasped as she felt herself being pumped full with shot after shot of cum, her headland spinning as her own orgasm rocked through her. The world around her just a foreign blur.

With an exhausted sigh Ash slumped back, his cock slipping out of her thoroughly abused puss, her rim all swollen and red. Thick globs of cum started to exude out of her, running down her thighs which were already drenched in her own juice. Sophie was dimly cognisant of people moving beat her, hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks so that they could get close up view, but she was beyond caring. She slumped over the tabulator, breathing hard, every inch of her body smeared with some form of sticky goo or sweat.

After a bit she heard someone approach and she managed to lift her head, blinking through the cum still dripping down over her eyes. She could just about make out David, blinking again she could see he was holding a large cake.

'A nowadays from the crew'He grinned, holding it tightlipped for her to see. She tried to fix her blurred center on it, at first it looked like an ordinary patty with flannel frosting, but as her sight came into nidus she noticed the frosting was wretched and strands were dripping from the border of the paper home plate it was on. Her heart widened as she realised what it was.

'... W-wait, I-'She was cut off and David thrust the cum-covered patty into her face, firmly rubbing it in. She felt the viscous goo smeared everywhere, the contrast of the still warm cum and the coolness of the cream sending shivers through her. David took his hand away and the plate slipped to the storey revealing the cracked pastry dough nucleotide still clinging to the sight on her face. act of it slowly sliding down and plopping to the ground as she lay there frozen in surprisal. After a few import she slowly raised her hands and scooped the gunk from her eyes, blinking as she tried to see.

'Aaaaand ... cut ! Great work everyone !'mike called out. Suddenly the studio was filled with dissonance as the bunch began to shunt the lighting carriage and tv camera about, clearing the set. Sophie looked about her in a fog, trying to comprehend what just happened.

'My, they certainly did a number on you ...'She turned her head to see the assistant standing next to her, a White cotton plant dressing gown draped over her arm and a wry smile on her face. 'Come on sweetie, lets get you cleaned up .'She held up the gown. Sophie weakly pushed herself up from the counter, but when her groundwork hit the floor her stage almost buckled beneath her and she had to beguile herself. The assistant let out a sympathetic giggle and draped the dressing night-robe over her berm and guided her back to the dressing elbow room, leaving a trail of small gummy footmark across the studio apartment floor .