Joey & Wendy: Pram Walk

 Joey: Both my sister and myself carried some unknown bull's bastard baby in our bellies at the same time and we became mothers at almost the same time. Both of us were so proud. A couple of beaming, happy slutty Queens, who have proved that even our wombs belong to black men, nothing seems to be off the table for us to exercise our promiscuity and love for big black cock. 

Of course, we had to take some time off from impaling ourselves on every black cock we laid our eyes on and that was not easy. We were soon gagging for some unknown street thug to shove us up against a wall and drill us without mercy. 

We took a walk through the ghetto one afternoon, our little bundles of joy in their prams and we strutted through the mean streets of the hood a couple of queens back in the game and it didn't take long before a group of bulls saw us and started cat calling and hollering at us. It felt good to be back on the prowl! 

 

Joey: Pregnancy Porn

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Wendy: Pregnancy Alley

 Wendy: Since I heard my happy news of carrying some unknown black bull's little  bastard in my belly, I had been eager to continue working but slowly my proud baby bump started to show but that didn't matter. My agent had been putting me in touch with a few directors and photographers who enjoy 'Pregnancy Porn' so I havent been short of work. 

Since I will only be carrying my little black bundle so only so long, my agent has been sure to keep me very busy! This particular movie was shot in some back alley. I turned up, proudly showing off my bump as I skipped on set and was introduced to the two bulls I would be working with and wow! Were they hung! 

I happily got to work! Positions were getting a little bit more difficult the bigger I got but I was never happier. Just so long as the cocks were big too *giggles*

 

Hope you enjoyed these pictures. Hope you think I look cute with my little bump. I wonder how much bigger I'll get, only time will tell. *giggles* 

Joey: Is he Hungry?

Joey: I love Star Wars, so when one of my clients wanted to have a little fun on set while no one was around, I jumped at the chance. Although, wandering the empty set naked I got to meet a very special friend. It seems one of the Rancors got loose! We are either going to be the best of friends or he got a little hungry! Oh I would of loved to be a Twi'lek dancer.. uh oh! 

Joey: Dressed for BBC

 Joey: Hello there, all you sexy Bulls. Just thought you'd enjoy a selfie of me as I headed to the club for some fun. Kisses! 

Joey: The Hideout

 Joey: ... The large bull pulled out of me and I felt his cum dribble down my inner thigh. He swatted my ass and zipped himself up. "You one damn fine piece of ass!" He exclaimed with a grin as I turned around to face him, readjusting my dress. ".. Not like most of the crack whores round 'ere and ya know yer place when it comes to black cock." He smirked and I nodded back. He took a moment to admire me as he adjusted that huge cock. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a scrap of paper and a pen, he scribbled something on it and handed it to me. "Be at this address by 8pm Friday, oh and bring a friend. Tell my boys 'Big Dog' Sent ya." I looked at the scrap of paper and nodded in understanding. He started to stride off back towards the entrance of the alley, where a couple of his boys kept watch before turning back around "Oh and dress.. slutty." He laughed and opened the door of the waiting car. 

Friday rolled around and who else was I going to bring with me, that's right, my slutty little sister of course. She seemed very excited about the prospect and we both put on one of our sluttiest outfits. We laughed and joked with excitement as we hopped into the taxi and I gave the driver the address. "You sure Miss?" He asked, turning to look around at us both, his eyes scanned scanned over the two of us and he thought about it for a second. "Is there a problem?" I asked him with a tilted head and he simply turned around and started to drive. 

We drove through the city driving deeper and deeper into the ghetto until even that disappeared. We started to enter the industrial region of the city, most of the industry had left years ago and this part of town was full of derelict factories and run down warehouses. We were laughing and joking in the back of the cab when the driver pulled over. "Are we here?" I asked, looking out the window at an empty lot full of burnt out cars and other detritus. 

"No Miss..." The taxi driver said as he turned around. He was a middle aged Asian man and he looked at us both with concern in his eye. "It's just, this is a REALLY bad part of town." He again looked us up and down, neither of us were wearing much that covered our modesty, as is usual for my sister and I. Our pierced little pussies peeking out from under the hem of our outfits. "It seems you two girls are .. working girls, I assume." We looked at each other and laughed lightly before I returned to look at the driver "Sometimes but tonight is our night off. Why you looking for some fun yourself?" I asked with a sly side smile. 

"No, nothing like that miss." He said, respectfully. His tone was unusual. Usually when stepped into a cab flashing our money makers in tiny outfits, the driver would be rather lewd and objectifying, not that we minded of course but this man was respectful and polite, there was a quiver in his voice. "You two must be quite street smart but really Miss, this is a very bad part of town..." Something in his voice made me stop being so playful. He genuinely sounded concerned. I thought maybe he had a daughter of his own and the fatherly concern was reflected onto us. I farrowed my brow as I listened. Had to slap Wendy's thigh to shut her up for a second as he spoke. ".. There are some very bad people in this part of town, no one ever comes down here. The cops wont even come down here unless they bring an army. Very bad place." 

I leant forward and placed a hand on the driver's shoulder as if to reassure him "We have been invited sir, it's ok, please don't worry about us, we'll be just fine." Wendy looked at me as she had just this second picked up on his concern. He turned around and sighed heavily as he continued down the road. We quietly looked at each other in the back seat and our grins broadened, this was starting to sound more and more exciting by the second! 

We drove up to the gate of an old warehouse, there were about six huge thugish bulls hanging around and they turned to see the taxi pull up. Some reached into their jackets or sweatshirts, it was obvious they were all packing heat! The driver turned around as if to say something else, maybe he wanted to give us one last chance to change our minds. However, I reached into my thigh high and handed him three, one hundred dollar bills "For taking us into this part of town sir.." I said. It was clear his conscience was playing on him so I also handed him one of my personal business cards "Call me in the morning, if it will put your mind at ease sir." I felt sorry for him. He had just driven two young whores into, what he thought, was hell it's self. He nodded his head and gave a wavering smile.

The thugs around the gate started to surround the car and peer in the windows, seeing us two sat in the back and they seemed to get quite excited. The taxi driver said "Wait!" and he handed me a card also. "That's my private number, call if you need pick up, no taxi will ever come pick you up if you give this address but I'll come out special...." I was about to thank him but I only got time to take his card before the cab doors were being opened and the gate thugs started to firmly pull us from the car. "Well looky what we have 'ere boys!" One grinned, showing off a full grille of gold teeth. I mouth thankyou to the driver and quickly tucked the card in my boot before planting a sultry smile on my lips and meeting the big black thugs. 

"Wot's a couple of  whores like you doing down 'ere?" The biggest gate thug asked as the taxi slowly drove off. I watched for a moment and thought that poor driver must be worried sick but, it was game time! "'Big Dog' invited us" I purred at him. His eyes widened and his grin broadened "Dat so then you best follow me then huh?" He turned and barked at a smaller thug, who had one of Wendy's large tits in a firm groping grip. She, of course, was beaming proudly at the attention but the larger thug punched the groper in the shoulder and he let go "You heard the slut, they're the boss' playthings!" 

We were led into the warehouse, Wendy skipping along like she was at some theme park and wanted an ice-cream, that pretty bubble gum smile planted on her plump lips. I sauntered along side with my hips swaying. We were led into the ware house, past what seemed like an army of thugs. Gangbangers, drug dealers, gang members, all of them. Each one had a huge hand gun stuffed into either the front or back of their pants. Some even openly carried in holsters around their shoulders. 

Up the stairs we went, the sound of wolf whistles and barks ringing in our ears. Comments such as "Damn fine white cunt!" and "Damn baby, you handle a big black cock?" just got us more and more excited until we reached the run down office. The bull knocked the door and he walked in after another thug opened it from the inside. "Delivery for ya boss!" The bull said. There he was, the bull from the alley the other night, stood the other side of a large but busted up desk. Guns, drugs and cash spread all over it. He nodded in thanks and gestured towards an old sofa "Sit down and shut up." he snapped and of course, we done just that.

Wendy flaunted herself on the sofa, leg thrown over the arm, advertising herself to anyone that would look her way, I was a little bit more... sophisticated. The boss then went on to ignore us. A few more bulls came in and he sat behind his desk. As they walked in they noticed us and we smiled back at them as the boss just sat as his desk. Little by little more thugs entered the office until the office was pretty full. Each and every one of those bulls were a prosecutor's wet dream. Putting just the members of this room alone behind bars would probably clean the city streets up of drugs and illegal firearms for years to come! 

We sat there as the Boss held his meeting; talk of profit, volume and regions was all banded about. It seemed this particular gang had a pretty profitable month. They spoke about increasing new shipments and even planned out when are where they were coming in. They spoke about paying of officials and police officers they even mentioned problematic persons who needed to be 'taken out'. Being an ex-lawyer, I was more than familiar with what was being spoken of. This was one very large operation indeed. 

Wendy started to get restless and turned to me as if about to say something. I gestured for her to shut up as I had worked out our purpose. We were essentially eye candy, here to make the boss look good. Maybe he'd have his fun with us after the meeting, maybe we would just have to sit and look pretty. Kind of like those incredibly expensive pieces of art that hung in a CEO's office.

The meeting went on for nearly an hour before the Boss started to wrap the meeting up. "... For doing such a great job this month, you boys a little gift, or two." He laughed as he gestured towards us with one hand. All heads turned towards us, then it clicked! We were 'thank you gift' for a good month's work. Oh this was even better! We both smiled brightly at the room full of thugs and I offered a sultry wink. "Now I don't want any fighting between ya! You will all get ya turn..." He spoke about us as if we were not even there. The boss hadn't even told me what he wanted from us, it was just expected. I think I could of spoke for Wendy on this one but, we were more than prepared to do what was expected. "Now... have at 'em boys!" With that the room full of thugs turned towards us and started to approach. As two bulls took mine and Wendy's hand, the boss stood up from his desk and left the room, without even as much as a side ways glance at us. 

 These bulls were not about to turn down free pussy and nor did they waste any time in getting it! There was no foreplay and none of them even spoke to us. They pulled us up from the sofa, one pulled Wendy's tiny top clean off her, letting her large boobs jiggle as it slid off her. We were firmly manhandled and turned around, a strong palm pushing on our shoulders and we bent over. Moments later I felt a thick crown pushing into me from behind. The thug roughly fed his remaining length into me until his balls slapped against my inner thighs. I gasped with arousal and surprise as he hit home. I looked to Wendy as a strong hand wrapped around my throat, to see her eye brighten and a beaming gasp on her lips as another bull sunk into her as well. That was just the start! 

The evening progressed and we were passed from thug to thug like a party favour. Handed off from one to the next unceremoniously. We had huge black cock hurriedly stuffed up into us  one after the other with barely time to catch a breath between. There was no conversation between us and the bulls, they never even introduced themselves, we were toys to them, nothing more. 

I watched as Wendy was having the time of her life, being stretched out by cock after cock, giggling and beaming like she was on some fair ground ride and I was so proud of her. She rose to the challenge and was enjoying every filthy second of it. 

I had multiple orgasms myself, usually as one bull pumped me with his cum only to leave me for the next thug. The only time they spoke to us, was to give us a barrage of degrading and objectifying names. They demanded us to say how much we enjoyed fucking black thugs. They growls at us, telling us were we built for nothing more than soaking up a thug's jizz. It was glorious! 

The boss was right! Every Bull did get his turn. Many multiple times. They cheered and hi fived each other as they threw us around, manhandled and groped us. They had no care for our pleasure, even though we were having plenty of it. "Look at this slut cum, she's fuckin' lovin' it!" , "Make 'er shudder." , "Ha! Watch those eyes roll back, whore is in heaven here boys!" came some of the cheers as we came. "Damn, toy came so hard she damn near snapped my dick off!" 

The party, unfortunately, started to wind down. The last few thugs were just finishing up their third or forth turn on us. Many had already been drained dry, emptying their big black balls in and on us. Many had taken out their cells phones to snap pictures or video, to record the event. To show the boys not invited what the boss offers up as reward for good service, I assumed, or just plant it on the internet some place. The room started to empty as the last couple of thugs finished themselves off and left us, dripping and panting on the grotty old sofa. 

We sat on the sofa and posed for a few snaps before the last of the men left us. We were in the process of cleaning up when the Thug with the golden grille walked in and snapped his fingers "Party's over..." And he motioned for us to get out. We quickly redressed and cleaned up as the bull gestured for us to hurry. "C'mon, aint got all day.. out!" 

He escorted us out of the warehouse, the thugs now all lounged around, smoking, drinking and recovering. Barely even a glance as we left and certainly no cat calls or lewd comments. Seems we wore them out. 

The gate was closed behind us and we were left by the kerbside as the sun started to rise. Dawn already?! I remembered the taxi driver's advice but it was early morning, he was probably sleeping. So I dug out my cell from my boot and called a taxi company. Sure enough, when I gave them the address, the operator gave some excuse they could not pick us up. I tried two more companies and got the same reply. Seems we really were in the worst part of town. Eventually, I called the number the taxi driver gave me and he answered almost instantly. 

He arrived quickly and we got into the cab, he seemed relieved as we laughed and giggled in the back seat, "You girls had fun?" He asked, looking in his mirror at us. We looked at each other and laughed before replying in unison "We sure did Sir.!" 

The drive home was over pretty quickly and he turned to us. He refused my payment, saying he was just glad he could make sure we got home. "If ever you need to go to the bad part of town or back, call me, I'll make sure you get home." Seems we found a new driver, may have to hire him permanently. 

Wendy: Tagging Along

 Wendy: My sister and I would often tag along to each other's movie shoots. Sit behind the scenes and enjoy the show! It would really get us in the mood to go out later and hit the town, looking for fun we can both enjoy *giggles* 

This particular day, Joey had a morning shoot and we had planned to go grab lunch after. It was a pretty standard shoot for my sister a simple MF IR shoot. Although this particular Bull she was contracted to work with was rather well hung and the director had wanted a particularly hardcore scene. "C'mon Tyrone!" He barked from his director's chair "This slut aint gonna break ya know! I wanna see that tree trunk you call a dick balls deep in that piece of pussy." I giggled quietly to myself as I watched "Go to town on her!" he directed and of course my sister, the hungry slut she is, egged him on to "Yeh, c'mon Tyrone, fuck me like you hate me!" Of course this made the crew laugh and Tyrone was all the more happy to oblige.  The director called action and boy! That Bull went to town on my sister! That monster cock pounding like a piston in a steam ship's engine! My sister moaning and crying out like the prom queen on prom night! Lucky Bitch! *giggles*

I watched as I played on my phone, even posted a selfie of me on set with my sister getting railed in the background. Seems our fans liked that one, the likes came pouring in almost right away! 

As I looked at my phone screen, the moaning and panting the sound track to my scrolling and the director barking orders in his perfectly degrading manner that just gets the two of us going, I suddenly noticed there was someone hovering over me. I looked up and saw one of the stage hands looking down at me with a wide smirk on his lips. 

He was one of the runners, I had noticed him earlier eyeing me and I flashed him a playful wink. He was a young looking bull, probably fancied himself as a pornstar some day. Not a bad looking guy and he had noticed my 'Queen of Spades' tattoo on my boob. I didn't get to say anything before he reached down and firmly gripped my wrist. He gestured with his head to the door of the studio and pulled me up from my chair. "Let's go for a smoke." He said quietly, so as not to disturb the action behind me. 

The runner led me down the stairs of the studio, we could still hear the muffled sounds of furious fucking coming from upstairs as the bull pulled out a blunt and smiled at me. "Oh I don't smoke." I informed him and he smirked "Oh I bet you do, but this, this is for me, I got something a little bigger for you to 'smoke'" I smiled brightly as I realised what he had in mind. He lit up his blunt and leaned against the wall of the stairwell. Without hesitation I crouched infront of him as he started to unzip his fly. He grinned down at me as he pulled out a long, thick black cock. My eyes widened as I saw that beautiful dick. "Wow" I gasped, looking up at him. He could indeed make a living in this industry with weaponry like that! 

I knew exactly what I had to do and relished in it happily! I opened my mouth and slid that delicious looking black cock right down my throat! I didn't stop swallowing it till his balls slapped my chin, my lips stretched wide around his black girth and I started to hungrily deep throat the runner's hard shaft. 

I felt his hand cup the back of my head and help guide my throating. I heard him moan pleasurably as he leant against the wall, sucking on his blunt and I was more than happy to work that stud up and down my gullet. Hmmmm it was delicious! 

I was more than happy to spend the rest of the morning slobbering over the runner's cock but he reluctantly gripped my hair and slowly slid me off of his pole. He watched as I smiled up at him and his long, thick, saliva soaked slowly slipped from my lips. "Fuck!" he exclaimed as a little rope of drool hung from his tip to my plump pink, smiling lips ".. your reputation for dick suckin' is fuckin' understated!" I wasn't sure what that meant but he seemed happy with my performance so I was happy. "Now, let's see if dat pussy of yours also lives up to it's reputation."

I knew what hat meant! A good old pussy stuffing was in my very near future! I hopped up eagerly and spun around on my heels, parted my pale thighs and bent over, offering my delicate folds to the runner. I steadied myself by placing my hands on my thighs and wiggled my hips teasingly. With blunt still between his lips, he gripped his shaft and crudely stuffed his crown into me. I giggled at his eagerness and as soon as I felt his fat crown push inside me, I backed up onto his cock. He gripped my hips and fed the rest of his slippery black cock into me. 

I let out a pleasurable moan as he slid home and a little shudder of delight ran down my spine and our merry little dance had begun. He wasn't as furious as the pornstar upstairs that, by the sounds of it, was throwing my sister around like a dog toy but it was certainly enjoyable. His stroked were, long, deep and slow, he made sure I was enjoying every single one and he enjoyed sliding in as deep as he could into me. It was a nice slow fucking, the perfect morning pounding. 

 With a little pose adjustment, I held onto the handrail and slid out one of my long pale legs. The runner had now got a little more eager and his thrusting got quicker. His strokes were still long and deep  but they came much quicker. His thick dark fingers digging into my pale ass cheeks.

He wasn't putting on a performance for any camera, this was pure pleasure for him, it was all about how his cock felt inside me. My erotic moans only acted as encouragement for him. There was no director shouting lewd and degrading demands at us, as fun as that is, we could just fuck in the stairwell for pure pleasure. Admittedly, I didn't even know this guy's name but since when did that ever matter to me? *giggles* but he was hitting all the right spots for me. 

  The muffled moans from upstairs had quietened down slightly, I assume the director was working through some reshoots, different angles and such, which meant the shoot was winding down. I was sure my sister had worked that stud's huge cock down to a nub, if I knew anything about her at all. 

Meanwhile, my own bull had sat down on the stairs and I had straddled him, rocking my hips back and forth, working that wonderful bull cock in and out of me as he leaned back and finished off his second blunt. "Oh fuck yeh gurrrrrl.. nnnngh!" He grunted as he came. Without warning he tensed up and as I rolled my hips back, pushing him deep, he hosed down my insides with rope after rope of fresh cum. I shuddered with orgasmic delight as his seed splattered my inner walls and couldn't help but smile brightly down at him.  

We rested there for a few moments and he looked up at me, as I beamed down at him "Damn, that is one quality pussy you got there gurl, fuck! " I giggled at the compliment and flashed him a wink  "You really know how to handle a BBC and no messin'" 

I beam with pride at him as we heard the director barking orders at the crew. We both looked upstairs and then back at each other as we heard him shouting for the runner. "Well, Guess we better head back." I giggled. I pulled myself up off the softening cock, cum dribbling down my inner thigh and we headed back upstairs. 

We walked back into the studio, the runner's hands all over my rounded ass. My sister sauntered over with a smirk as she eyed me up and down "Glad you kept yourself entertained...." She laughed. With that the director strolled over and snapped his fingers "I don't pay you to fuck, son, now get your hands off of that fuck meat and get to packing up! Geeeze!" The runner reluctantly headed off to do his job as my sister and I laughed "Now the shoot's over, lets have some fun with the rest of the crew now shall we?" Grinned Joey and my eyes lit up as I nodded "Yes m'am!" 

Now this is why we tag along to each other's shoots, we just love playing around with the crew once the shoot is over. While the runners were packing up the gear, the director slid into Joey's cum drizzled pussy and the camera man slipped into me, the lighting guy was even kind enough to snap a pic of us on my phone which I would post later. The rest of the crew would all get their turn before we had to leave the studio. 

Hope you enjoyed the story and I'd like to thank my friend Gale for the amazing story Idea! 

Thanks Gale! 

Wendy: Announcement

 Recently, I have been feeling quite ill in the mornings and my sister told me I may want to take a pregnancy test. 

I finally got around to remembering to take the test and what do you know? I'm Pregnant!! 

Yay!

A positive test! 

I was so excited, I skipped into my sister's room to show her the results. She laughed and hugged me.

"Now, do you know who the father is?" She asked me with a curious smile. 

I laughed and shrugged "You know how it is sis!" I exclaimed " With the amount of porn we make and all those big black bulls we fuck when not on camera, I have no idea!" We both laughed and nodded "And you know we rarely even know who is fucking us, so no, I do not know who the father is, silly." I giggled.

She hugged me again and smiled proudly "That's my little sister alright!" but then she pulled back and narrowed her eyes at me. "But, is it going to be a black baby?"

My smiles dropped away for a second as I thought. "Well, Some of my clients have been white guys...." I said, sneering my lip as I thought about it. My sister winced a little and then asked "But you HAVE been fucked by more black cocks than white.... riiiiight?" she asked, narrowing her gaze further.

"Of Course!!!" I exclaimed, a little insulted at the question. "I forget how many black guys had me, but only a handful of white guys, if that. It's a black baby right?" I asked fearfully.

My sister smirked and shrugged "Yeh, I'm pretty sure, you usually tell me what you been getting up to and I only remember you mentioning a boring client a couple of times recently, you should be fine!" She reassured me. 

"Phew! 'cus that would be sooooo embarrassing, if I had a white baby!" We both laughed and my sister congratulated me again. 

This is so exciting, we are both pregnant at the same time! A couple of knocked up Queens. Can't wait to wander the hood with a little baby bump! *giggles*

Joey: Porn Talk

 I was invited over to 'Porn Talk' for a live interview. I made sure I was wearing an outfit, worthy of a porn star; Thigh high boots and a 'peep hole' short black dress that cheekily exposed my tattooed pussy. Perfect outfit for my premier on the show. 

I arrived and stepped out of the limo, heading up to the studio, the eyes of the staff on me and my slutty outfit as I proudly and confidently sauntered into the studio. The interview took place shortly and I was shown into the studio and was introduced to the interviewer; "Well It's nice to finally meet you Joey and may I say..." As he eyed up my dress with a lewd grin ".. Perfect outfit choice, it really shows off your.... curves." He chuckled and I smiled proudly back. 

I was shown to my seat and we prepared to begin. The rest of the studio was dark, I knew there were other people there but couldn't see them as the studio lights in my direction just left the rest of the room pitch black. We were given the countdown and the interview began.

Interviewer: Welcome back to Porn Talk, this week we have a very popular and requested guest, the very sexy, wonderfully seductive and highly sexual, Joey Aristocrat. Welcome Joey, it really is a pleasure to have you here with us.

Me: It's wonderful to be here, thank you for having me. 

Interviewer: You are welcome. I have to say, you are stunning, very seductive with an air of classic Hollywood yet one hundred percent slut; enough to get any man's blood pumping. 

Me: *laughs and smiles* Well thank you, it all comes naturally. 

Interviewer: So it would seem, yes. So, not so long ago, we had your younger sister, Wendy on the show, talking about her latest film, where I got to take her for a test drive myself. Wonderful girl, such great fun. She claims she learnt a lot from you. Do you think you inspired your younger sister?

Me: *laughing again* I saw that interview, she done very well, I was so proud of her. Seemed like you enjoyed yourself too. *I grinned, giving the interviewer a playful wink* Well I am not sure I have inspired her so much more than I have supported and encouraged her. She did claim it was I, who turned her on to BBC, I'm not so sure about that, it was only a matter of time before she became a Queen. *I laugh* If I am being honest, it is her who inspired me, she was having so much fun in the industry I couldn't help but follow her in and neither of us have looked back since. 

Interviewer: Incredible! I am curious, Wendy mentioned lightly in her interview and you have mentioned it now but I would love to know What being a Queen of Spades means to you. After all the majority of your porn career is Interracial.

Me: Ah yes, I get asked this a lot when people ask me what my Tattoos mean. To me, it means I have openly and willingly made myself sexually available to any black man at anytime, in any place. I have decided, some may say realised, that I was 'built' to satisfy black men. Any one of them can decide to make use of me any time they like and I will never turn them down. There is no need for small talk, introductions or anything so trivial, I am just available. It started when I was working in a legal firm while I was studying, they represented a lot of clients from the more impoverished areas of the city which meant a lot of gang related stuff and many of their clients were African American. There was something about them, so strong, powerful, thugish, mean and, well.. Big! These were just the clients we had as I would hate to perpetuate a stereotype of course. 

Interviewer: Of course. Please go on.

Me: I fucked a few of them and was just.. hooked! I couldn't walk past a big black bull without the sudden desire for him to push me up against the wall, lift up my dress and go to town on me. I continued in that law firm after I graduated, something my parents disagreed with as they say it as a waste of my talents but I never told them it wasn't my legal talents I was trying to exercise. 

Interviewer: Quite. 

Me: I had more and more sexual relations with clients until one told me one day I was quite the Queen. I had no idea what that meant, until he told me. I looked it up and there it was, the signal I had been looking for, the signal that would mean that black bull I passed in the street would know I wanted him to push me against the wall and fuck me. I got a couple of these tattoos done and boy did they work! Since then I have been pushing it further and further, filthier and filthier. Pushing to prove myself the perfect vessel for BBC!

Interviewer: That's incredible. Such a great, almost Origin Story. So you are telling me that any black guy can just.. what.. fuck you any time, anywhere, if he wants, with no word of complaint from you?

Me: That is correct, yes. 

The interviewer ponders for a moment and I eye him curiously. 

Me: Everything ok?

The interviewer looks around behind him and calls back into the darkness. The lights were set up towards me so I couldn't see who he was calling for. I assumed there was some technical issue such as lighting or camera or whatever. I often have to pause my performances while the director sorts out something or other for the perfect shot so I just assumed that was the issue here and waited for the issue to be resolved before continuing. 

Interviewer: Oh yes everything is fine.....

As he spoke I saw two shadows moving towards the light and as they walked up to the interviewer I saw they were a pair of stage hands, judging by the matching outfits but, they were also black! 

Interviewer: I just have to put that to the test, Joey. *he laughed and turned to the stage hands* You boys want to put our guest to good use here? I mean you heard what she said, right? *A grin crept across his lips*

The guys looked at me and grinned broadly as I blinked a few times, taken aback a little at this sudden development, this wasn't suggested before hand! My smile couldn't help but grow, was he for real? I certainly hoped so! Mind you, he did fuck my sister live on air, so this was probably no tease.

Interviewer: Ok, One at a time boys and don't fuck her too hard, we are still trying to do an interview here. 

I couldn't believe it, he wanted to continue the interview WHILE these guys fucked me?! This was going to make great live television, I thought as I eyed the first bull wander over to me. He approached, and looked down on me as he towered above me. He reached out and grasped my wrist, pulling me firmly to my feet. He then took my place on the seat and pulled down the top of his pants. Reaching inside, he pulled out a huge black cock already semi hard, with a few stroked it hardened. Yup this was going to happen! If the interview even tried to back out of this he would of had a tough time now but he didn't he just leaned back in his chair smugly and watched. 

I stepped between the other thighs of the first Bull and bent over slightly, reaching between my thighs I grasped the shaft of that thick long cock and guided it's tip towards my exposed pussy. I felt his large black hands grab my rounded ass and as soon as his cock tip found home, I slid my hips down. I wiggled my hips as I slid down that magnificent shaft, my lips stretching around his girth as I impaled myself on that cock. I let out a few delighted sighs of arousal and coo'd as the stage hand's dick slid deeper and deeper until I was sat In his lap fully. Another stranger's cock, balls deep inside me! 

 Interviewer: Well, That's commitment! Just to let our viewers know, this was NOT pre-planned in anyway. These two guys have only just started working here at 'Porn Talk' I don't even know who they are other than they are a couple of trainee runners. Have you met either of these two men before Joey?

I had started to gently bounce up and down in the man's lap, riding that big black cock and moaning softly 

Me: Absolutely not, I didn't even see them until they walked into the light!

Interviewer: There we have it, The perfect Queen at work! Anyway, do continue to enjoy that cock but I DO have an interview to conduct, so, that being said; You are this month's featured whore in 'Whore Magazine'. Viewers may see the cover beside her there that will soon be all over the news stands. How does that feel to be this month's cover girl?

I had my hands planted on the bull's thighs while his were grasping my hips. He pulled me down once I had pushed up, the cameras picking up perfectly, his thick shaft spreading my pale lips as I rode up and down on him. My moans grew louder as he was filling me with arousal and I tried to focus on the interview as if nothing was happening. 

Me: Oh I am so proud. I have been in the magazine before but never on the cover.. aahhh... it's such an honour. Although, another thing my sister beat me to. * I laughed and winked at the interviewer*

Interviewer: *laughed* Ah yes well, I somehow think you are getting the better deal tonight though. So, viewers will be able to pick up the magazine from next week and you have a seventy five percent off offer on your services for two months, with every purchase of September's edition. With all the work you do in porn, you still find time to prostitute yourself, how do you do it?

I was starting to ride the bull a bit harder now and  he was rolling his hips in rhythm, churning that huge cock inside me. I had to bite hard on my plump bottom lip to stop myself from moaning too loudly. This was starting to get a little difficult. I wanted to enjoy that huge black cock, I wanted to go wild on it and moan out lewdly yet I still had to keep my composure to conduct this interview, I was being paid to do. 

Me: When you love doing something, you will always find.. hmmm.. find time for it. I'm currently with three different escort agencies and I do street work whenever I can. I just can't get enough of the dirty, dark.. ahh fuuu... alleys and side streets. I am pretty excited to see clients grasping those vouchers, I have a feeling I am going to be very FUUUUCking busy.

Interviewer: I am sure you will be. There is an exclusive interview in there. It gets pretty in depth from your upbringing, education, love of big black cock, how you started in porn and as a whore, there is some quite personal stuff in there. I was surprised at how in depth it went and your anecdotes and stories are a real page turner, I have to say. 

My emerald eyes were fluttering and rolling into the back of my head as I breathed heavily, rocking my hips against the Bull, his cock leaking pre inside me and my own juices coating the thick, veiny shaft.

Me: Yes it was pretty in depth. Some of my fans want to know things about me and if that is what they want, then why not? Why not let them have a little peek into my life? Mmmm! um.. Others don't want to know anything about me, they just see me as this cock hungry slut who they can fuck and leave for the next guy and I'm good either way. I go into detail how much I enjoy degradation and objectification in the interview. 

Interviewer: You sure do! I wont give any spoilers, the last thing I want is to be sued for giving away parts of their exclusive interview but wasn't the interview also a review of sorts?

The bull was grunting louder behind me as he watched his cock appear and disappear into me as my perfectly rounded ass bounced up and down on his lap faster and faster. He was driving his hips up to meet my downward thrusts and I could tell by the pace, he was getting close to climax, as was I as I bit harder on my plump bottom lip, moans escaping through my teeth as my tits bounced delightfully for the cameras.

Me: Yes.. ahhh...Yes it was. He had to review my services. There was some bondage amongst other things. He fucked me pretty hard for a good couple of hours after the interview. It's good to know they are very passionate about their work over at 'Whore Magazine'. Again, No spoilers but his review is very detailed and I was pretty pleased with it when I got my advanced copy. 

The Bull started to take a few shorter but quicker thrusts and he yanked me down hard onto his cock. Just as I finished my sentence I felt him  punch deep into me. He threw his head back and groaned loudly. I then felt a thick, sticky stream of cum splatter against my insides, causing me to shudder and moan in pleasurable delight.

Interviewer: Well, Looks like that's the first one down, you're up next kiddo and remember, not to hard, I still need her to answer my questions. 

The interviewer laughed and gestured for the second stage hand to get up there. I was still shuddering from my climax as I pulled my self up and off of the first cock. The first stage hand got up from the chair just as the second approached. He firmly gripped my hips without a word and turned me to one side. A strong black hand on the small of my back he bent me over and I had to wait for the first bull to be clear of the chair before I held it for support.

The second bull positioned himself behind me but my eyes were on the interviewer as he continued his line of questioning even as the second bull prepared to slide inside me.

Interviewer: The magazine is not the only thing you are here to promote. You have been a very busy cum dumpster and I mean that literally. Your up and coming movie is something very different. The premise we have seen a lot but this movie knocks it up a notch doesn't it? I understand that it isn't even fully finished either. 

My eyes rolled back into my head and I heaved forward a little, letting out a grunt of arousal; The second stage hand had just pushed him self into me. Another long fat dick slid deep inside me and it took me a moment to gather my senses from being so perfectly filled out. 

Me: Nnnnngh! aaahh... um, yes, sorry, Where did you find these guys? They are incredibly well hung.. fuck! Anyway, sorry. Oh yes, the new movie. A director I have worked with many times, he loves to push me to see what I would do. It's amazing, he was behind the 'Slut Bus' but for me, he stepped it up so the guys I fucked didn't use a condom and made sure they cream pied me and we set it in the ghetto so we got mostly BBC's. Then there was the fuck fight, bareback edition, where My sister and I competed to try to receive nearly 200 cream pies each, 12 hours of non stop cream pies, pretty intense! But this, well it's not so much the porn itself, that is a straight forward interracial creampie gangbang but he wanted to push my limits to my dedication of being a Queen. 

Interviewer: Ah yes. It's pretty amazing what he has you do. I honestly thought there is no way any pornstar would do that for real but if there was one, it would be you. Tell our viewers exactly what it is you have been contracted to do. 

The bull had one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip, he was now taking long deep strokes on my cock filled pussy, each inward stroke causing me to jiggle a little. My hair shimmered as he thrust and my boobs bounced, the cameras focused on the lewd act as I desperately tried to conduct this interview. 

Me: *catching my breath* It was a real Interracial, Cream Pie, Gang Bang, .... Impregnation! And I mean for real.. ahhh ... I only get paid if I carry to term so it was very meticulously planned. I had to stop my contraceptives and the shoot was ...nnngh , wow this guy is.. hmmm... the shoot was timed perfectly to coincide with the point in my cycle I was the most fertile. The reason it hasn't been released yet is it's not finished. Just before I am due I have to go back to the studio, show off my baby bump and get an ultra sound to prove, I am indeed carrying and that I am nearly due. 

Interviewer: *stunned silence, just wide eyed and watching* Um.. Holy shit Joey! That's fucking intense! When I first heard about this and was asked to interview you, I was certain it was just another one of those fake impregnation Porn stories. It's a popular genre and I just assumed that was what it was and we'd have a scene with you at the end pushing a plastic doll around in a stroller. The gangbang has been shot so, are you saying that right now, this instant you are pregnant?!

The bull stopped for the briefest of moments when the interviewer asked that question, he eyed the interviewer and then tilted his head to look me in the eye, I looked at him quickly before pushing my hips back against his, feeding his cock back inside me, trying to encourage him to continue. He grinned wide and I heard him chuckle the moment before he continued to fuck me. 

Me: Yup! Five weeks! *I smile proudly* Had an ultra sound to confirm and the timing suggests that I conceived around the time of the gangbang, so it worked out perfectly! 

Interviewer: Incredible! You are still going to be working? You are the featured whore in 'Whore Magazine', you'll still work while pregnant?

Me: Why wouldn't I? I am not going to be showing for a while and even when I do there is a whole kink and genre for pregnancy porn and I'm certainly not going to miss out on cock for nine months! *I laughed* 

Interviewer: Do you have any idea who the father is?

I laughed and shook my head as the bull seemed to be as interested in what I was saying as did the interviewer, although that didn't stop him from thrusting that big black cock as deep as he could into me. His thrusts were coming harder and faster now and I was finding it a challenge to, not only hold onto the rocking chair, but answer these questions while retaining my composure. This was incredible! I was being forced to hold back my pleasure and enjoyment from being fucked by a complete stranger, something that just drove me crazy just thinking about it, in order to concentrate on answering coherent questions.  I had to pretend to myself that I didn't have a huge black cock pounding at me from behind, which was incredibly difficult because.... I DID have a big black cock pounding me from behind! 

My eyes rolled a little and my eye lids slowly fluttered as the pleasure was still pulsing through me and I had to fight the urge to let it take me over entirely, as it normally would. I tried the gather myself and think about the question. 

Me: Oooooo.. um... you know this is a very difficult way to interview someone. *I laughed, hoping that would take my mind off what was happening, just a little* I have absolutely no idea. The men were all masked and I didn't even meet any of them until it was their turn to fuck me. Not only that, the studio has no idea who they are, they never kept any records of them. The only thing we do know is, every one of those bulls were ex-cons. They had all done hard time. The director thought I would enjoy that, on account of my time as a lawyer.

Interviewer: *laughing* That's a nice touch. So one thing we are all wondering, what made you want to do it? ... Is it me or is he fucking you much harder now? 

The interviewer was right, the stage hand was really slamming his hips against my presented cheeks, his balls swinging against my inner thighs. He had removed his hand from my hip and now had his fingers circling my throat. He wasn't squeezing that hard, as I could still speak to answer the questions but just having a firm hand wrapped around my throat was enough to have me shuddering. My juices were leaking down my inner thighs as the studio was full of the sounds of sex. He was grunting a little louder now, his hot breath on my cheek. 

Me: Nnngh! He.. he sure is...  and that's why I did it! hmm fuck!... firstly I wanted to show off just how much of a slut I am, enough to allow complete strangers to impregnate me but mostly, I wanted to prove my devotion to being a Queen of Spades! ... Ahhh yes, fuck that's so good!.... My body can be used by any big black bull, however they please, my pussy - their cock sleeve, my body - their cum dump and my.. nnngh! .. even my uterus! It's theirs! If they want to squirt their offspring into me, who am I to deny them?!

The bull had be getting faster and faster as I answered the question and it was too much for me now. I was quivering and shuddering on his cock and when he smashed into me as had as he could, Squeezing my throat and unloading his cum heavy balls into me, I came, hard! My pussy muscles clamped down hard around his girth, my eyes rolled back and I squealed in pleasure as my orgasm hit me like lightning. The cameras focused on me and the interviewer just leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, watching with a wide grin on his lips. 

The stage hand squeezed off the last few ropes of jizz inside me and pulled out. He tucked away his softening cock and just swaggered off stage. He high fived the other stage hand and I plopped down onto the chair, flashing both guys a wink and a sultry smile. 

A mix of two men's cum and my own juices, trickled down my inner thighs as I could feel their warm cum churning inside me. I adjusted myself slightly to give the camera the perfect view of my cum drenched pussy.

  

Me: Well, that'll keep me going 'till lunch! * I laughed*

Interviewer: That was incredible Joey! We were supposed to go to an Ad break but the execs just told us to keep going. At least they know what good TV is huh? It's been an absolute pleasure Joey! We will have to get you back very soon. 

Me: Any time, and thank you for having me. You got any more of those stage hands going spare?

Interviewer: *laughing* There you have it viewers, you requested her and she did not disappoint.  This cock sleeve is a delight to have around. Don't forget to pick up your Issue of 'Whore Magazine' and you could fuck her for your self with a seventy five percent discount, that is huge, especially for a fuck toy of this calibre! 

Interviewer: Look out for her Impregnation gangbang movie, which will hopefully be out in about nine months. I for one am eager to see that one. We look forward to seeing what this cum slut does next. That's it for this week. Tune in next week for more 'Porn Talk'!

 

Joey: Behind The Scenes

 In this industry, word of mouth is very important. Directors, photographers and producers will always talk with each other and compare notes. They want to know what girls to put in their movies or photoshoots. If they have any limits and what they have done before. Sure, they also ask the agents but it's easier to just chat with others. 

One afternoon and up and coming director was eager to put his new movie together, so he met up with a mutual friend to discuss options. Tony was a director and producer I had worked with many times, I was one of his regular girls. He had agreed to meet with Marcus and have a chat over coffee. They sat down in the corner of the cafe and exchanged pleasantries. It didn't take long before they got onto the subject of porn creation. 

They laughed and joked about some of the movies they had seen or made recently, rated a few of the new up and coming starlets in the stereotypical objectifying way that you'd expect from a couple of porn directors. Soon my name came up;

"What you do think of this Joey Aristocrat?" Marcus asked his old friend. Tony looked up from his half eaten burger and raised a brow, a smile crept across his grease coated lips. "Why? What ya heard?" He chuckled, finding it quite funny he didn't know much about me. 

"Well, " Marcus started, "I'm looking at putting together this IR scene, pretty intense, rough, hard, ya know but I wanted to put a real elegant looking girl in the mix." Tony listened, holding his dripping burger as Marcus continued "I was thinking the classic sultry movie star type, thrown into a situation where a bunch of big old black studs just go to town on her." Tony took a bite and nodded, speaking with his mouth full he replied "Well Joey's your girl for that, for sure." 

"yeh.." sighed Marcus "My assistant suggested her but I have heard she's difficult to work with, a real Diva , you know?" Tony was half chewing his mouthful when he almost choked on it, coughing loudly, a few heads turned to make sure this fat guy wasn't choking to death. "You what? Where did you hear that?"

Marcus seemed taken aback "Heard it from some girl that worked with her..." Marcus gave Tony the name of the other actress and, once he had finally swallowed his mouthful he laughed. "Oh no wonder! That girl has been trying to make it big in the IR scene for a while now, she's a half rate actress and a disappointing piece of pussy, no doubt. She works to the letter of her contract not an inch more. She been rooting for the Aristocrats sister's spot since she appeared on the scene."

Marcus looked surprised and nodded slowly "She did have a lot to say about my direction, now you mention it. So Joey, what's she really like to work with?" Tony smiled and took another bite, he chewed it and licked his stubby fingers before reaching for a mouth full of coffee. "Well, honestly, Both Aristocrat sisters are top notch but Joey will suit what you described. I have worked with her a lot, can't get enough of that piece of fuck meat, let you tell you." He sipped again and laughed "I swear she gonna give me a heart attack one of these days."

They both laughed "Doesn't sound good.." Marcus finally replied "Oh you misunderstand pal," Laughed Tony, finishing his burger and pulling out a packet of smokes. He pulled one out and lit up with a loud zippo lighter. Some people in the diner snapped their heads towards him in disgust but he just glared in reply and began to inhale. 

"Joey is a bang up gal, between her and her sister, I doubt you'll wanna work with any other slut for IR again, high quality cunts, the pair." Tony began to describe me "So you have this idea for a scene, She'll fit perfectly into that role. She's seductive and sultry, real old school movie starlet classy ya know, perfect for what you describe. Her agent will put together a contract, no problem, real nice guy one of the old family, ya know? Father was casting holes before porn went all 'Hollywood' anyway, he'll put together something, if she agrees to it, not that she ever doesn't." he laughed but his laugh soon turned into a quick smokers cough. He took another sip of coffee to clear his throat and continued. 

"He knows what she'll do and I swear he either doesn't give her many details or she just doesn't care to know them but she'll show up regardless, swinging those curvy hips and bite-able ass, long fucking pins right up to fucking heaven, ya know?" he said, gesturing by biting his fist "She'll saunter in and the whole studio is instantly 'classied' up, no matter if you shooting in an alley or a warehouse .. fuck I swear." 

Marcus was eagerly listening to Tony "She's one of those girls who wants to be there, she didn't just fall into pornography, she make the decision to do it and not because she didn't have anything else to do. Girl is smart, I mean fucking genius smart, went to some posh school, had rich parents, passed the bar early and became full blown lawyer, making a tonne of green but one day, just up and left it to go fuck on film! Can you believe that? Just walked into a strip club, got a job and a week later was on her back with some John balls deep in her and a camera pointed at her cum filled cunt! Crazy!" 

Marcus's eyes were wide as the saucer the crumbs of the burger were drizzled on "Like for real? just gave it all up to do porn?" "Not just porn pal!" Tony continued "She stripped, escorted even street whored when the urge takes her, girl is addicted." He paused, taking another drag from his smoke and flicking the ash onto his plate. "was something to do with her sister getting into porn after high school, she thought it looked fun and just dove right in. They both specialize in IR porn, got a taste for the Mandingo I guess, jungle fever or whatever but who the fuck cares? Watching those two work a monster black cock is fucking art I tell ya!"

"Damn she sounds perfect, so she aint no Diva then?" Marcus asked, now hanging on every work from Tony. "Fuck no! I mean she has that air of an old school Diva but she sure aint, neither of them are! She'll come in early to get herself sorted, half the time bringing her own make up artist, fucking unreal but to her it's a fun day out. Like going to fucking Disney land or something. She wont even question changes of details, you could hire her for some boring solo work, she'll turn up and you say 'Doll, change of plan, you getting fucked by fifty donkey dicked black guys on the dumpster behind 7-11' and she'll just  go fucking do it! No hesitation."

"Jesus, girls I worked with don't like it if you have to get a stunt dick in 'who is this? what's he for?' blah blah " Marcus laughed. Tony put out his smoke on the plate and grabbed a fresh one, again the glares from the diners but this time Tony just ignored them and carried on. "While the camera rolls, she'll keep up that sophisticated, sultry slut get up 'cus that's what she was hired for but behind the scenes or during takes, she's there, laughing joking, teasing flirting with cast and crew. Half the time she's got some monster cock buried in her, I shout cut to readjust the camera and she tells the filthiest joke you ever heard and has the whole damn crew laughing, that dick inside her just jiggling around as I have to wait for everyone to calm down so she can get nailed again."

Marcus laughed and shook his head "Sounds like a laugh and a half" Tony, leaning forward on the table top, smoke wafting around him, a grease stain splattered on his tie, grinned "I tell ya, She puts everyone at ease, you can do practically anything to her and she'll shake it off . Some of the hardest, nastiest IR shit one moment, next, she got the entire set laughing. Brilliant atmosphere." 

"That kind of enjoyment is rare, I'm guessing but I bet it shows on film." Marcus added "For sure and yes, rare indeed. Most girls show up late, crappy make up and hair do the job and fuck off like it's fucking surgery. Not only that, you don't have to have any of that new age PC bullshit around her...." Tony remarked.

"How do you mean?" Tony rolled his eyes "Ya know? The girls walk on set like some kinda princess and if ya say the wrong thing it's 'hastag mee too, fuck I mean I get it but still. I can sit there and shout 'C'mon Jerome, flip 'er over and slam that cum dump, damn cum rag wont break!' and she just laps it up the more degrading and objectifying the better, call her a spunk sponge and watch her cum like a train on that thick black pole. She's hands on to. I don't just mean she'll let ya grope the crap out of her, 'cus she will..."Tony smirked "She even asks for that, found her one shoot with the lighting guys fingers buried in her cooch to 'keep her warmed up' fucking slut came on his palm and went right back to work. But I really mean she'll make suggestions. I'll shoot what I want, call cut and she'll suggested doing it again from another angle, another pose or something mad like double vag!"

Marcus eyes widened and then he shrugged. A waitress came over with a coffee pot and both men lifted their mugs to order another. Not a word of thanks just back to their conversation. Loud enough for the waitress to hear but neither man cared "Yeh we'll get done with shooting and there she is, looking like a fucking glazed donut, wearing a fresh coat of cum and she'll be like 'Boss man, mind if we go again?' like fuck yeh! Lets go! I could have some of the biggest bulls in the industry and she'll leave them spitting dust from their nut sacks!" 

Marcus was amazed at the tales Tony was telling him but then he narrowed his eyes "Your bullshitting me, she can't enjoy it that much. It's just a pay day for most of these girls. You gotta be laying down some thick lies here."

Tony snorted a laugh, leaning back into his chair as he lit another smoke, this time people started to complain to the waitress but she just shrugged and moved on "The fuck I am!" He exclaimed "That aint even the best part! Just 'cus the cameras stopped rolling don't mean she's done neither. The actors may be drained and tired but she's still fresh as a daisy. She certainly wont say no I you decided you wanted to stuff a few inches of your own meat into her."

"Fuuuck off!" Marcus laughed loudly. The waitress was called over to a nearby table and another complaint was made. This time she came over to speak with the men "Sorry gentlemen but could you keep it down, the conversation is a little loud and.. well. lewd we have had complaints and please, no smoking in the restaurant." Tony looked up and glared at the waitress, he barked something at her in a thick Italian accent and then reached into his pocket pulling out a round of bills before grabbing a fist full and slamming it in front of the waitress. He had no idea how much he gave her but it was seemingly enough to shut her up as she just smiled and walked away "Damn horse faced cow, wouldn't put her in one of YOUR movies." He laughed as he watched the waitress walking away. 

Tony continued with his story even as the waitress looked over her shoulder with a disgusted glare upon hearing his remark. "Anyway where was I? Oh yeh.... " he chuckled "I aint kidding, the male talent may be panting and rehydrating but she'd be desperate for more just gotta grab hold of your cock , then her and pull her down on it, she'll bounce on my dick like it's a fucking space hopper loving every god damn second and because there aint no need for a money shot, just unload as far inside the cum dumpster as ya can, she'll milk ya dry and not spend a second thinking about it. I mean it's difficult not grab her and fuck the diploma outta her after watching her use up whatever male talent you've thrown at her." 

Tony sighed and leaned back in the chair again, a long suck on the filter of his cigarette. Marcus was silent, his jaw open as he couldn't believe what he was hearing.   The two sat there for a moment in silence before Tony sparked up again.

"But it aint just the director, oh no the hungry slut'll work her way through the crew if you let her and, well, why wouldn't ya? " he laughed "You'll be wiping your dick off in her dress and she'll be over chatting to camera man. Some bull shit like the weather or telling him a joke or something, who the fuck knows, you'll toss her dress down on the chair and look up she she's bent over with him hanging out the back of her, a smile from ear to ear 'damn fine piece of pussy you hired boss' he'll shout at me as I'm tucking my dick away.. fuuuck. I'll shout something back like 'Well don't forget the rest of the crew buddie!' just to shut him up so I can get on with clear up and sure enough the rigger, lighting guy, who ever the fuck else 'some how' found their way onto your set that day will be lined up behind her, dicks in hand running a train." He shook his head and laughed "All I can say is make sure you booked the studio for two hours more than you need it." 

Marcus sipped his now cooling coffee and raised his eyebrows "That, was not what I expected to hear."

Tony replied "Yeh well, there it is, the sister is just the same, except a barbie bimbo cheerleader type. with a lot fewer brain cells. " He laughed and pulled out his wallet "I been trying to find more and more extreme scenes for her, for them both and they just take them in their stride, I'm out of ideas for these insatiable sluts...." He dug out a business card and tossed it onto the table in front of Marcus "If you can think of any, that's her agent's number, knock yourself out." He eased his belly out from the booth and began to walk off. He looked back and shouted. 

"Oh and this one is on you!"