Dating : Cassie’s Porn Set Shower Scene

When Cassie placed her hands on the bathroom counter made for the set, she slowly bent forward and glanced at the camera with her tongue licking her lips that’s when the electricity shot through the air. That was what her co-star Becky said later in the dressing room.

Jake Hammer, the male co-star was naked and erect at the time, his cock throbbing despite the cameras, hot lights and sound technician. He laid a hand on Cassie’s butt and started massaging it before slapping it a few times.

“I like that,” Cassie cooed.

Jake, following the agreed upon blocking, pressed a hand between her legs. “You like this, too?”

“Oh, yeah.”

She gasped when he slid his fingers inside her panties and fingered her pussy, finding her clit, stroking and then backing off. An amazing erotic buzz flowed through her.

“Oh, fuck.” She bent forward, extending her ass as he rubbed against her.

This was the primal sex that she had witnessed with her husband, Brendan, in so many porn clips and films. She was now performing in her sixth and this was by far the most intense.

“Strip for me,” growled Hammer.

Cassie slowly wiggled out of her bikini briefs, showing her ass and hips.

“I’m going to wash off every man you’ve ever known and make you mine.”

He skillfully wrapped his hand around her hair and led her into the shower. The temperature was tested before the shoot and now he had her back up against the shower wall, water cascading over her body.

Hammer was in his early 30s and well-known as a horny yet thoughtful performer. His motivation to shoot was not just a desire for women but also an enjoyment of sex as a dramatic and artistic expression.

He grabbed at Cassie’s breasts, fondling and tugging while she moaned. He knelt, licking and biting at her pussy while the water soaked her and then he stood, making Cassie kneel and thrusting his cock in deep.

She gagged and he kept thrusting until the next performer entered, Becky — the girl-next-door type who was now in her third film with Cassie.

“Mrs. Johnson,” gasped Becky. She wore a tight T-shirt and short denim shorts. “Oh, my God.” She looked at Hammer. “Aren’t we going swimming?”

“I found something better. Get over here.”

Becky ripped off her shorts and stepped into the shower, standing and kissing Hammer while Cassie stayed on her knees, sucking him deep and hard.