[SAN-460] Interview at an Adult Film Studio Like This Part 2

She walked into the studio with a fake resume and a skirt that barely covered her ass. I knew from the moment she sat down that this wasn’t about a job. Her thighs pressed together, then parted slowly as she crossed her legs, giving me a flash of white panties. I leaned back, letting my eyes roam over her body. ‘So, you want to work in production?’ I asked, already knowing the answer. She bit her lip and nodded, reaching into her bag to pull out a USB drive. ‘I have some samples,’ she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. I took the drive and plugged it into the monitor. The video was her, alone in a cheap hotel room, fingers buried inside her wet cunt, moaning my name. I didn’t even remember giving her my number. But here she was, offering herself like a desperate little slut. I stood up, walked around the desk, and unzipped my pants. ‘You want the job?’ I said, my cock already hard. She got on her knees without a word, mouth open, tongue out. I grabbed her hair and shoved my dick down her throat. She gagged but didn’t pull away. Her eyes watered as she took it all, slobber dripping down her chin. I fucked her face until I was ready, then pulled her up and bent her over the desk. Her skirt flipped up, exposing her bare ass. No panties now. She was soaked, her pussy glistening. I slid into her without warning, and she screamed. It was a tight, wet heat that gripped my cock like a vise. I pounded her hard, my balls slapping against her clit. She came almost instantly, squirting all over my desk, a gush of clear liquid that soaked the papers. ‘Please, please, fill me up,’ she begged, pushing back against my thrusts. I couldn’t hold back. I buried myself deep and unloaded, hot cum flooding her pussy. She collapsed forward, trembling, as I pulled out and watched my seed drip down her thighs. She turned around, a satisfied smile on her face, and whispered, ‘So, do I get the job?’ I laughed and zipped up. ‘You’ll be hearing from us.’