“Sure, Ian,” she said simply, “What do you want me to wear?”It turned out my nervousness had been completely unfounded. While Corrine was defi...nitely a tease, she was also really easy to get along with. She and I hit it off the first day of filming. We made each other laugh, hit an easy rhythm of conversation, and she even made fun of her own intoxicating hotness—happily donning the increasingly skimpy outfits I asked her to wear. She totally got the movie’s trashy sense of humor, too, and would. I loved the feel of the hot water trickling down the soft lips of my pussy.Losing my sense of time I allowed my hand to make its way to my nipples where I began to pinch and twist.“So good;” I whispered loving the sensation building in me. “So hot;”With one hand teasing my tits I trailed down my body to my pussy and spread my lips allowing myself to feel the heat. Wanting more I dropped the hand that was teasing my breast and reunited it with my left hand and my cunt. I began to probe my clit. I am down a hallway from my suite, totally naked. I didn't panic (I know what I look like naked), even though there are automated locks on out suite's door and now I have no way of getting back in without revealing myself. I could take an elevator to the main floor's security office or stay put until someone from security sees a naked man on a camera feed strolling around with no clothes on. I opted for the latter for the other option would subject me to displaying all my bits to the outside. Her eyes were blood shot, and she could barely stand up straight. She was dressed like her usual whore self, high platform heels, and a tight mini skirt dress.“What in the hell were you doing?” I asked her.“Partying with my friends,” she shot back. She staggered to the refrigerator to get a drink.“Your mom sees you like this, she’ll kill you,” I told her. Not that I was all that worried anyways. She’s eighteen now, and doesn’t need my insight.“Fuck you,” she shot back. “I can do whatever I.