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Canary: He made it so easy, which is why they were exactly where they were--which was his wife's-- his sister's bathroom. "She won't know. She doesn't have to know." her bathrobe had come undone, revealing nothing but skin underneath. Despite the fact that the door was open, giving him the option to leave, she stood there against the door frame while her sister was preparing their family dinner.

Nathan: "She's down in the kitchen, not in another country." He replied, but he couldn't help himself and looked down and up her body. He should leave, he knew he should leave. But something kept him inside. He took her hand and pulled the almost naked girl closer to him, chest pressing against hers. "You have a very bad influence on me..." He whispered between her lips.

Canary: While he wanted to say 'no' his gesture proved otherwise. "Then we better make this quick, yeah?" is what she said in response before pressing her lips against his. She enjoyed the teasing looks, the subtle touches around her sister. But this was better than the long glances at each other from across the room. The hints they would drop each other--or she would drop, it is why he was here after all, wasn't he? He could have gone to another bathroom, but here he was, standing barely an inch away. She didn't hesitate on ripping his shirt open, while making a mental note of how amusing it would be to see him explain the ripped buttons to his wife.

Nathan: He kissed her back needily, it was obvious how much he craved to have her all to himself. Stolen glances, simple touches and all that was easily enough to get him hooked. He loved his wife, but the excitement was long gone from their marriage. His wife's sister coming into picture was exactly what he needed. "I wasn't planning on staying her all night either." He smirked at her, biting down on her lower lip. The ripped shirt didn't bother him at all. The closet wasn't far, he can switch his shirt after he was done with her. He moved the robe down her shoulders and picked the girl up in his strong arms. "I hope you can be quiet, beautiful."

Canary: She managed to push his shirt off his shoulders before he picked her up in a strong hold, causing her to wrap her legs around him almost instantly soon afterwards. A peck against his lips before she pulls away, the grin never leaving her face as she gazes down at him. "Where would the fun be if I was quiet?" she asks, teasingly, and in a way, challenging him to keep her quiet. "I also find it highly unfair--" she spoke as she trailed a hand through his hair before taking a grasp of his hair in her palm. "--That you're not even near naked while i'm fully exposed to you." she continues with a pout.

Nathan: "You're adventurous... I like that..." He smirked, kissing his way down her neck. He didn't even remember when was the last time he was like this with his wife. He was listening to her while tasting the soft skin of her neck and shoulder. "You'll get everything, don't worry." He whispered, capturing her lips in a lustful kiss. Presing her back up against the wall allowed him to let go of her for a second and undo his jeans. He got rid of them and his underwear too. "Better?"

Canary: She enjoyed the compliments, but she enjoyed the feeling of his lips against her neck. For a moment, she was rendered speechless due to the sensation of his lips against her neck and shoulder. As soon as her back hit the wall, she broke out of her trance and noticed that he was getting rid of his own clothes as well. "Much better." she replied huskily before trailing her hand down his chest. "Is she as adventurous as I am?" she asks, referring to her sister before taking a hold of his member firmly. Before giving him a chance to properly respond, she began to stroke him, slowly at first, just to build him up. "Does she turn you on the way I do? Or am I better?" she asks.

Nathan: Hands returning to her body, sliding the down her sides to her ass and back up. What man would be able to say no to a woman like her? That was impossible. He was about to answer her question, but her fingers wrapping around his lenght made him stop, closing his eyes for a second. Once he looked back at her, his eyes darkened, they were filled with lust. "The fact that it's your hand wrapped around my cock and not hers is an answer enough, isn't it?" He said, head dipping between her breasts, kissing the soft flesh.

Canary: It was more than enough, and it only encouraged her to fasten her pace, but just a little. She bit down on her lower lip to keep herself from saying much else, because this was not the time to talk. She enjoyed the soft kisses he left against her breasts, but it was just as tormenting. She had been waiting so long for this and a part of her wondered if this was the actress in her speaking or the fact that she just enjoyed all her scenes with Nathan. She had to keep in mind that she was playing the innocent sister in law, which mean she couldn't be the dominating one. Her first thought was to screw the script and deal with him the way she wanted to, which is why she unwrapped her legs from him after letting go of his cock only to switch positions, where he was the one pinned against the wall. "I want you--" leaning in, she kissed the soft flesh of his neck, trailing her tongue down to his collar bone slowly. "--to say my name." finishes before biting down on his collar bone. Not anyone elses, not his wife's, but hers.

Nathan: Everything was going as planned, but Nathan found himself enjoying this more than as a professional. He was very attracted to Elizabeth and it definitely showed on their chemistry too. He knew her soft hand would be able to work him pretty quickly. Suddenly the hand disappeared and he found himself pressed up against the wall. It was hot how a tiny girl like her was able to handle him like that. It wasn't in the script, but he couldn't care less about that. "Oh god..." His mind went blank and he wasn't even thinking about the fact that they were shooting. "Elizabeth..." He whispered with need in his voice.

Canary: He said her name, which only caused her to grin. At this point she was positive he didn't care about the script or he would have remembered that her name on the script was different. She trailed her kisses down, grazing his skin with her teeth as she did so. She was also sure there were bound to be a few marks once they were done and she didn't care. In fact it gave her great pride knowing she'd be the one behind all those before he shot with someone else. Getting down to her knees, she looked up at him, her eyes filled with mock innocence, "What's my name?" she asks and at this point he couldn't use her script name so her name would have to do or they might have to restart. She didn't allow him to answer before taking his cock into her mouth slowly. Slow was the way she did it, because it was a fun build up. To watch him grow impatient and near only aroused her;

Nathan: Luckily, Nathan was a big name enough to be able to do that without having to explain himself. Most of the time he stuck to the script, but sometimes life happened and things changed. He grinned as her teeth grazed against his skin, knowing that both of them will come out of this shoot with some marks on their bodies. Just like she did, Nathan liked the idea of being the one giving her them before her next shoot. Watching her kneeling down in front of him, he slid his fingers into her hair, looking down at the girl. He knew exactly what was about to happen. Even though he was already hard enough to stick to the script and just have a quick fuck, he could never say no to a blowjob from her. Then she did it again. Just as he was about to answer, she wrapped her warm mouth around him, causing Nathan to tilt his head back, letting out a moan of pleasure. "This is why I'll keep you around, Elizabeth." It was more true than the audience may realize.

Canary: She liked the response she was able to elicit from him, and the way he slid his fingers between her hair was exhilarating in its own way. "Hmm?" she hummed against him as she took him in deeper. Her own hands holding onto his hips as she looked up at him before sliding him out of her mouth. "Don't get caught now." she reminded him teasingly before taking him in again. This time, she took him in deeper than the last time, allowing her tongue to wrap around his length the best way possible. She had a gag reflex, yes, but if she slowly did this, she could take him in deep enough. Each time she did so, she hummed lightly, which indicated that she was enjoying this. The only thing she wasn't going to allow him to do was make him cum. Not yet. Sucking the tip of cock, Elizabeth gazed back at him once again but rather than taking him back into her mouth, she pulled back, letting him go. "Don't talk unless I tell you too. No noise unless I want to hear you." She was only doing this to torture him, because she enjoyed it. "If I hear a peep, I stop." is all she said before taking him back into her mouth, only this time she brought a hand up to cup him. It was clear she was just getting started with him, it was just a matter of how long he'd hold.

Nathan: Even if his length wasn't in her mouth for a second, he was already missing the feeling. "I'm not planning on getting caught." He smirked down at her, holding back a moan as she took him back into her mouth again. The grip of his fingers in her hair tightened as a sign of how much he was actually enjoying the scene. Even though they weren't doing anything as the script said, the company would be easily able to have it up on the website for more money, since they actually broke characters and it was real. The view of her looking up at him with his cock in her mouth was heavenly. He loved watching her enjoy herself so much, sending vibrations through his body everything she hummed around him. He was in the game and played by her rules. Nathan didn't say a word, just relaxed and watched her work her magic.

Canary: No one wanted to get caught, but at this point, Elizabeth wasn't even paying attention to the lines in the script. She was sure there was a whole lot of moaning and begging from her end but no, the tables were turned. She continued her ministrations, only fastening her pace, enjoying how he tried to keep silent. It caused her to grin and as she pulled him out, she allowed her teeth to graze against his skin ever so lightly so she wouldn't hurt him in any other way. At this point, she was aching to be touched and she made a mental note of meeting him in his bedroom tonight.

Nathan: A low groan left his lips as she grazed her teeth against the skin of his lenght. She was so good at her job, which apparently was driving Nathan crazy. If living together meant more of this, he was going to keep her there for a long time. But then he pulled her up by the hair he was holding to give her a deep kiss. "Didn't you say we needed to be quick?" He asked, holding her in place. To be honest, in that moment he just wanted to be done with the shoot and have her for himself.

Canary: A small gasp elicited from her lips when he pulled her up by her hair and it wasn't due to the pain. She liked it when he was rough with her and when he said his lines, Elizabeth snapped back into reality. Then again a part of her did want to finish this off she she could have him all to herself, whether it be in their dressing room once they were finished, or at his house. "Then what are you waiting for?" She asked in response before pressing her lips against his. No, if anything she wanted to leave so she could have her way with him without having to stick to a script.

Nathan: "Mhm, you like that, don't you?" He teased her. He had no idea how much he could wait before fucking her for real, but for now, his goal was to finish the scene with some kind of action that would make sense. Nathan didn't respond to her question. He just kissed her back and moved them both to the full length mirror. He turned her around, making sure she had a good view. As he stood behind her, he pressed his hard cock up against her pussy, teasing her lips as his tip was rubbing against her. Looking at her face in the mirror, he slid himself inside of her with one powerful thrust. "Is this what you craved?"

Canary: He didn't give her much time to reply because before she could, she was pinned against the mirror. The way he teased her caused her to moan and she hated it when she was the one being teased. It was always the other way around. Luckily she didn't have to complain because almost instantly she felt him inside of her, and yes that is what she was crave for. She just wouldn't admit it. "You talk too much, did you know that?" She asks in response, clearly teasing him. with one hand she braced herself against the mirror while using her free hand to wrap around the base of his neck. "Is this how you've always wanted it? Pressed into me from behind?" She asks and in a way she was wondering if this is how he liked it. Or was it just the easiest position for now?

Nathan: When she wrapped her arm around his neck, he kissed hers, enjoying the taste of the soft skin. "I can't wait to get out of here." He whispered to her ear, obviously ment for her, since that wasn't scripted. Once Nathan was inside of her, he didn't move for a couple of seconds, just watched her reflection in the mirror. "I want you in every way, gorgeous. This is just the first one." He replied, finally moving his hips back and forth, not really wanting to drag it out more. He was definitely used to the crew around, but all he wanted to do was to kick them out. Sadly that wasn't an option, they had to finish the scene. Not the being buried in her wasn't just as perfect as aby other time.

Canary: In response she slid her fingers through his hair, grasping it harshly. It was just her way of telling him she was looking forward to afterwards. As soon as he began moving, her grip on his hair only tightened as she felt him thrusting in and out of her. Wasn't there supposed to be something about keeping it quiet? If that was the case, she wasn't doing a good job because she found herself morning to each of his thrust. Stick to the script, she reminded herself, but allowing him to know that he was getting her just right was more appealing than acting.

Nathan: It was good to know that both of them wanted to end the scene as quickly as possible. It was harder to believe that he would be able to wait until they get home. He bit down on her shoulder, marking her while thrusting his hips against hers. His lips moved to her ear, making it look like he was kissing her neck. "I know, baby girl. But my imaginary wife is down in the imaginary kitchen." That was when he slid his hand over her mouth, to keep the moans as quiet as possible. He couldn't wait to hear her fully moaning for him.

Canary: It was all coming to a fast end and as much as she enjoyed she didn't think she'd be able to wait for another round. She could only hope he was ready as soon as they're scene was done. As he bit down on her shoulder, a gasp elicited her lips followed by a moan that was quickly covered by his hand. his hands, his thrusts, the feeling of him inside of her was enough for her orgasm to build and it wasn't long before her walls clenched around him just as she came. Normally anytime she did cum, it wasn't as strong as this one especially her first round. she made a mental note of repaying the favor as soon as they were done.

Nathan: In that moment, Nathan wasn't very concerned with the shoot. It was a nice little scene people will like. What he cared about was getting the hell out of there with Liz next to him. He almost came when he felt the young woman squeezing around him, but he wanted to make their private time better. That's why he only faked his orgasm on camera that time. It didn't happened a lot, but he craved Liz more than he wanted to cum for the viewers. His lips found hers in a passionate kiss. "You'll be properly taken care of soon, I promise, baby."

Canary: It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that he had not cum, or maybe she just knew him very well otherwise he wouldn't still be hard behind her. However his promise is all she needed to know that she will be able to take care of him as well and she would have voiced her thoughts if she weren't still trying to catch her breath. As soon as scene was called, Liz didn't pull away from him. Even when the crew were handing back their robes, Liz took hers but didn't put it on just yet. "If you break that promise, I promise it will be worse for you." She added with a hint of tease before leaning in to kiss him once more. The cameras had stopped rolling so did she have to kiss him? No. But she still wanted to.

The ruggedly handsome man sat behind a large mahogany desk which was impeccably polished. The nameplate facing the two leather chairs in front of his desk read 'Dean R. Steel'. His muscular frame was clad in a specially tailored, three piece navy blue suit as his fingers impatiently tapped against the wooden surface. Piercing blue eyes looked to the clock on the wall and irritation flared within him as he realized his next appointment was running 20 minutes late. Just as he picked up his telephone, intending to call his secretary, his 4 o’clock waltzed into his office. “You’re late Ms. Cherrykiss.” He said in a cold, displeased tone, not even bothering to point out her lack of manners as she entered without even knocking.

Rhiannon set her chin upwards at his words. "I showed up, so what's the big deal?" she retorted, crossing her legs as she took her seat in a chair. She'd lost count of how many times she'd been kicked out of class for her uniform being inappropriate, but it honestly felt like the dean was just trying to find ways to bust her chops. After all, there were girls with way shorter skirts.

Dean Steel ’s jaw clenched at the blatant disrespect she showed him. “The big deal, Miss Cherrykiss, is that you were once again sent to my office for violating the dress code. And not only that, but you dare show up late.” He said, looking at her disapprovingly before his gaze drifted down to her long legs revealed by the sinfully short skirt she was wearing. “Being on time is a way of showing respect to others, and I expected to be treated with respect.” He said firmly while rising from his chair and rounding the desk to stand in front of her. “Do I make myself clear?”

Jade Cherrykiss snorted contemptuously. "Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?" she challenged. She'd dealt with adults trying to 'figure her out' and she wasn't going to let them try any more. Her legs uncrossed and she fixed the hem of her skirt. "Crystal clear, Teach."

Her defiance made Dean Steel’s temper flare. He moved forwards until his imposing frame towered over her. “Do not test me little girl.” He said in a low, menacing voice as he gently grasped her chin between thumb and forefinger and tilted her face up. His thumb brushing over her soft lips.

Jade Cherrykiss set her jaw again and her dark eyes danced devilishly at his words. "Or what? You gonna spank me?" she goaded. She was pushing his buttons and she knew it. She lived to tease.

A slow and wicked smile spread across Dean Steel’s full lips at her suggestion. “You know, I think that’s exactly what you need, for me to put you over my knee.” He said, releasing her chin before walking over to the brown leather sofa that lined the back wall of the room and taking a seat. “You have two options. You come over here and take your punishment like a good little girl, or you’ll be expelled from this institution effective immediately.”

Jade Cherrykiss knew her parents would kill her if she got kicked out of yet another private school. "Fine. How can I keep my spot and keep the 'rents in the dark?" she asked as she stood up from her chair and walked over to him. Her shirt had the top few buttons undone.

Dean Steel smirked, pleased with her acquiescence. “By taking your spanking like the naughty girl you are.” He informed her before his hand shot out and grabbed her wrist. Without warning he roughly pulled her across his lap, face down. Her short skirt riding up enough to let him peek at her lacy panties. “This hot ass of yours needs a good spanking to bring you to your senses.” He said, caressing her over the fabric.

Jade Cherrykiss bent over when pulled, her skirt riding up. She never knew this could be a kink of hers but her inner muscles clenched to hold back her arousal when his hand rubbed over her ass. "Panties up or nah?" she couldn't help but retort.

Dean Steel cracked a smile at her question, utterly amused at the girl’s facetiousness. “Nah.” He said before lifting her skirt up to her waist roughly and swiftly pulling down her panties, exposing her ass. His left arm pinned her waist down, while his right hand stroke her ass. “Count them.” He instructed before delivering the first solid smack.

Jade Cherrykiss almost broke character to snicker when she heard the rumble in his chest. She felt her panties be yanked down and a rough hand on the halves of her ass. A yelp burst from her lips at the feeling of being spanked hard. "One," she said.

Dean Steel felt himself stirring at the first cry she let out when his hand made contact with her bare skin. Grabbing a handful, he squeezed the supple flesh hoping to ease the sting before giving another smack to each cheek. The man only stopped to admire the faint pink marks that started to blossom. “You won’t be able to sit down for days.” He promised, raising his hand only to bringing back down again.

Jade Cherrykiss could feel him harden beneath her belly and felt herself grow wet by the smacks. It was difficult to count along when he spanked her. His words made her audibly shiver and her yelps slowly converted to soft moans.

Dean Steel clenched his jaw when he felt her squirming across his lap, right against his hardening cock. Her soft moans making him swell further. “Such a sweet little ass.” He praised after another set of blows before he began stroking her warm ass cheeks. “It looks so pretty all red.” His hand sliding further down and his fingertips delved between the wet lips of her pussy

Jade Cherrykiss knew it was hard to continue arguing when he could feel her arousal and her bare, rapidly reddening ass was perked up for him to see. She stuttered with her counts, biting her lip hard when his fingers dipped inside her wet core.

Dean Steel smirked, delighted when he felt her wetness. “You deserve this Miss Cherrykiss. Think about what you did, how you disrespected me and this institution. You knew wearing this slutty skirt was wrong, but you did it anyway.” He said, before pulling his hand back and covering every inch of her ass with smacks until it was a beautiful shade of bright red. His cock throbbing at the sight.

Jade Cherrykiss felt like her ass was on fire from the smacks. She wouldn't be able to sit down properly for a few days, much to her irritation. "It made my legs look good. The legs you couldn't stop looking at," she shot back.

Dean Steel smiled at her retort. Even with her ass thoroughly spanked, the fire still burned hot in her. “Is that why? You wanted my attention little girl.” He asked softly, his hand caressing her abused flesh. “You got it.” He assured her, his blue eyes drifting down to her glistening folds. Her wetness had dripped down her thighs and wet the fabric of his pants.

Jade Cherrykiss was soaked and it was obvious. She loved being spanked. Fine line between punishment and BDSM. "What are you gonna do with this attention?" she purred, that devilish spark in her dark eyes.

Dean Steel grinned wolfishly at her question. "Go over to my desk, and bend right over.” He commanded, tenderly patting her pussy before slipping his fingers between her folds. “You’ll get what you deserve.” He was resolved to make sure the girl got the attention she so desperately wanted. “Now, Miss Cherrykiss.” He said in a tone that would brook no argument as he slid his drenched fingers out of her pussy and waited for her to comply with his demand.

Jade Cherrykiss slid off his lap, feeling her arousal flood lower, almost dripping down her thighs. She stood up and leaned across the desk as directed, fingers hiking up her skirt. Her panties remained by her knees.

Dean Steel allowed his blue gaze to roam over her retreating form as she walked over to his desk. With ever sway of her hips, the short skirt rid up a little bit and allowed him to peek at her well rounded ass. Pride swelled up in his chest when she finally got into position, and she displayed his handy work. “Red suits you.” He said smugly as he stood behind her and slid the zipper down on his slacks to bring out his rock hard cock. One hand caressed her swollen, warm flesh while the other took hold of the base of his shaft and slid the bulbous head between her wet slit, stroking it along her folds.

Jade Cherrykiss shot him a look over her shoulder at his words, a smug smirk tugging on her lips. She bit her lip as one hand came in contact with her marked flesh, an exaggerated moan muffling as the thick head of his erect cock smoothed along her folds.

Dean Steel pushed her feet further apart with his foot, until she was exactly how he wanted her. Her moan sent a jolt of excitement down his spine before he gripped her hips and plunged his hard cock deep into her pussy. A loud groan of approval escaping past his lips as her wet, velvet heat encased him completely.

Jade Cherrykiss anchored her body against the desk, feet sliding apart till she was the appropriate position. Another moan mingled with a gasp of surprise and anticipation left when he roughly snapped his hips and entered her in one, smooth thrust.

Dean Steel began to fuck her as she laid across his desk, his hips picking up a steady rhythm as he pounded into her tight pussy. His thrusts slammed her body against the edge of the table. The sounds that fell from her lips like a beautiful melody to his ears. Wrapping a firm hand around her throat, he used it to tip her head back so that he could capture her mouth.

Jade Cherrykiss gripped the edge of the desk and lifted her hips slightly to stimulate her clit. She kissed him back ravenously, ass pushing back into him.

Dean Steel ‘s cock pistoned in and out of her tightness as he thrusted his entire length in hard, purposeful strokes to try and make her come undone. His balls slapped her flesh as he burrowed deeper.

Jade Cherrykiss moaned against his lips as he thrust faster and faster inside her. She could feel his balls slap her and her leg lifted so he could get as deep as possible. "Fuck," she hissed.

Dean Steel groaned deeply at the shift in position, her pussy clutching his cock perfectly and making him drop his forehead against her shoulder. The new angle allowed him to sink deeper with every thrust and he was able to hit the spot that would send her over the edge. “Cum for me.” He gritted out while his hand went between her legs, his fingers rubbing at her clit furiously.

Jade Cherrykiss let go with a near scream, her orgasm hitting her hard. She rode out her intense release, body writhing the best it could from its current position.

It wasn’t long before Dean Steel felt her clamp around his cock. Her walls gripping him so deliciously as hot, wet velvet rippled around his shaft. He continued to pound into her, clenching his jaw he held back from blowing his load while his hips never ceased their powerful motions and helped her ride the waves of her orgasm. Then, unable to hold off any longer, he pulled out of her pulsing pussy and with a grunt he let go. Rope after rope of creamy cum flowed from his cock and splashed all over her ass.