Yara continued to work for Mr. Roberts and his team. She worked with numerous performers but at all times the same tasks. She’d walk around topless, let the talent maul her breasts if they asked nicely, and she handled their cocks as they waited to perform. Only Mr. Roberts shot his load on her. What had started as an accident had developed into a kind of ritual with him Cumming on her as the shoot neared it’s end.

She’d even started manipulating female performers to get them nice and wet for their acts. Mr. Roberts increased her pay as she broadened her skills. She’d also gotten a physical because Mr. Roberts insisted it was state law that people in the industry, even non-performers, be documented with a clean bill of health.

Today they were shooting in a remote desert location. The scene was outdoors. There were some new faces. One was a man named Wes Wolf. Wes was in his early 30s, white, with an athletic create. He had become a bit of a name in the industry and Mr. Roberts had been instrumental in Wes’ early days.

Wes sat in a chair in a room near the set as he awaited his call to perform. He wore nothing but a white robe. Yara strutted over to the man confidently as her formidable exposed mocha toned tits swayed back and forth with each step.

“Hello Mr. Wolf. My name’s Yara, I’m the production assistant. Need a hand getting ready?”

Wes had looked concerned. He looked from the floor, zeroed in on her chest, briefly looked up to her face, then focused again on her chest. “Actually, I could use your help. I’m having a hard time getting my head in the game. I have a lot on my mind.” Wes opened his robe to expose his flaccid member.

Yara kneeled before him, “And it looks like you have a lot between your legs too. Don’t worry sir. I’ll have you up and ready in no time.” Yara reached for a nearby yellow tube. The tube was lubricant. It’s label said in orange script “WD69: Fuck Oil!” Yara smirked at the childish immature name and squirted some of the oil on to her hand. Yara reached for the man’s cock and slid the greased hand over Wes’ big cock. She stroked the shaft with one hand and played with his balls in the other.

Yara admired the uncircumcised piece in front of her and paid careful attention as she watched the cock become coated in the lube giving it a nice shine. It had a nice weight to it and was thick even while being soft. The head of Wes’ cock had a very bloated meaty look and it wasn’t even hard yet. She ringed her thumb and forefinger around the head, trying to get an idea of what it may look like hard.

Wes sighed and leaned back in his chair as he surrendered his cock to it’s new handler.

Yara continued gently stroke Wes’ cock. She leaned in with her knees and held the base of the cock firmly with her left hand while using her right hand to slide up and down the fleshy cock. Yara enjoyed the whole process of the cock pumping she was giving. She enjoyed seeing the cock as it was lifted up through her hand and she enjoyed seeing it lower as ran her back down it’s shaft.

It was clear that he hadn’t been lying. He really was having some kind of problem in the erection department. The cock was nice and thick but it wasn’t getting stiff. Yara had to admit that she wanted to see this legendary popular Porn cock at full strength. She was also a little concerned that she may lose her job if she couldn’t get this cock up and going. Yara looked up past the cock’s meaty head and looked pleadingly, her large dark eyes looked into Wes’. “Sir, is there something I can do, something that may help?” It looked as if she were the one in need and not the Wes.

Wes looked from his cock as it was held firmly by Yara. It was mere inches from that sad desperately pleading face. Wes’s stare traveled down to the brown beauty’s tan enormous chest taking in the sight of her enormous cleavage as her tits lightly swayed with Yara maintaining her balance while on her knees. “Well, oral sometimes helps. That’s helped in the past sometimes.”

Yara’s eyes widened, “Ugh, well I don’t do oral… sorry but that’s more of an on screen task.” She started going back to beating Wes’ cock in an effort to change topics. She tightened her grip on the cock’s base and also with her hand that was doing the beating. Yara figured that maybe if she was more forceful and less gentle, maybe that would work for Wes.

Yara was extremely flustered by the suggestion that she could give this man head. Stroking cocks was one thing, but going down on a man felt like something a hooker would do and was wrong. But Yara realized she was also a little flattered. To imagine being given a chance suck off Wes Wolf! Yara was a nobody and the idea did give her a thrill. And there wouldn’t be cameras recording it so it wouldn’t be like it was on the internet for all to see. But no, that was a bad idea she couldn’t let that happen.

A wondered came to Yara. Yara rocked back on her knees and thrust her chest up toward Wes. The enormous tan mammaries jiggled back and forth with the sudden shift in movement. Yara’s dark silver dollar size areolas bounced back and forth. She smiled up at Wes, “I noticed you like looking at my big titties. Think you may want to do something with them? Maybe that will help?

Wes wasted no time. He immediately stood up and moved in on Yara. He reached for Yara’s tits and replied, “I’ll give it the good old school try.” Until now Wes had been passive and had simply sat there while Yara had performed on his cock. Now that Yara had given him an invitation to attack her breasts he’d gone on the offensive!

Yara continued kneeling before Wes as his hands pressed her large tits together. Wes smiled as forcefully mashed the tits together, squeezed them with each hand, and then savagely pulled them apart from each other. Then Wes squeezed the tits with each of his hands enjoying seeing the large double D tits become pressed out of shape from his harsh treatment.

Wes was mauling Yara’s tits but she had to admit she was enjoying it. It turned her on to have a man, especially such an attractive and famous man, take possession of her chest. Yara continued letting Wes play with her tits as she reached for the tube of lube that was still near. She brought the Fuck Oil up and squirted a generous amount on her tits, leaving streaks of glossing shine along her tan mellons.

Wes made a sort of growl and pulled Yara up into a standing position. Wes smiled as he spread his hands over the mocha colored flesh globes. Yara and Wes enjoyed the sight as Wes, with a crazed focus, made sure the tits were coated and shiney.

Wes looked down at Yara’s tits and began lightly squeezing Yara’s nipples. He’d gently squeeze, tug, and kneed them with his thumb and index fingers. Wes looked up to Yara’s face and made eye contact with her through the process. Yara just started at herself being played with by this famous stranger. She enjoyed it and felt sexual charge running through her body.

Wes grinned at his handy work, “Your tits look almost like cinnamon rolls or something. They just need some white icing on them.”

Yara smiled, she could guess what icing Wes was thinking. “I am sure you have some icing you could whip up, but are you UP to it?” She looked down and to her surprise she saw that Wes’ member was in full effect! Wes’ large Porn star cock was jutting up angrily from his chiseled abs.

Yara looked in awe, “My Wes, when did THAT happen!?!”

Wes grinned, “He’s been up for a while now. Those are some tits of yours. Speaking of which.” Wes gently but firmly pushed Yara down by the shoulders. She took the hint and resumed her kneeling position.

Wes continued his squeezings on Yara’s chest once she was back in position. Then Wes brought his angry cock forward and pressed it between Yara’s chest. He held her tits together, sandwiching his large cock. He began to thrust back and forth into Yara’s chest. Wes moaned loudly and seemed possessed, “Ooh these big fucking tits. They feel so good!”

Yara needed to find better balance and reached for Wes’ well defined wasit. She traveled with her hands and found the best hand hold was Wes’ well sculpted Ass. She was amazed with how firm it was. She enjoyed feeling his Ass flex with each thrust into her tits. The power in feeling the glute muscles flex and then feeling the lust fueled cock as it bashed into her like the demanding battering ram that it was.

They both watched as Wes’ cock snaked in and out from between Yara’s whopper sized tits. Their focus was so complete that the only noise in the room was Wes’s breathing as he humped into Yara’s chest, the slick sliding sound of Wes’s cock as it rode through Yara’s tit canyon, and the occasional slap of Wes’ bloated nutsack against Yara’s tummy.

Yara knew it was only her job to make the talent aroused so they could perform but this time she felt different. Yara felt like she wanted to see this talent finish and she wanted to know her body and her Sex appeal did it.

Wes’ breathing became labored and his motions more cautious. Yara looked up from the tit fucking taking place below her and looked at Wes with her big dark eyes, “Please sir, finish on me. I’m so Hot right now, I want to see you sperm on me. I want to know I made Wes Wolf cum.”

Wes looked down into those beautiful seemingly innocent brown eyes of the young sexy woman before him. Wes smiled, “Ok miss, but only because you asked so nicely and I consider myself a gentleman that will help a woman in distress.”

Wes let go of clamp like grip on Yara’s tits and let the tits swing Free. They swayed and rolled as they experienced the end of the assault that had been put on them. There were weals all along them from the pressure put on them. Yara suspected there could be some bruises later.

Yara didn’t have long to marvel at her “battle wounds” because Wes removed her hands from his Ass and redirected them so they were now pressing her boobs for him. Wes looked down at Yara, “Now get a good firm hold on those girls. I am gonna work on you and I am not going to hold back. Yara pressed her tits together as Wes picked up the Fuck Oil and squirted a generous helping of it all along his cock and a quick squirt on each of Yara’s tits.

Wes dropped the tube and grabbed Yara by the shoulders and brought her towards his cock. Wes immediately began pumping in and out of Yara’s tit canyon again. Yara looked down at her own personal little titty fucking show that was literally in front of her face. She was mesmerized by the glistening lube coated cock serpent that slid in and out of her equally coated tits.

Yara quickly realized she had to keep a firm hold on her tits so they could keep a firm hold on Wes’ cock. The man was strong and forceful and staying on him was not easy. The Fuck Oil also made her tits slide around the cock way too easily so she had to try even harder to stay in place.

Yara continued staring in open mouth arousal. That big cock mere inches from her face as it pressed forward through her tits. This cock that had fucked so many women and well. It was all so sinful and morally base, so exciting!

Wes broke her from her spectating and said, “Look up at me. I want to see those beautiful eyes and I want to see how turned on you are.”

Yara complied and looked up to Wes. She held steady eye contact with him as he pumped into her chest. She watched as he moaned and breathed heavily as his muscles all worked and flexed from the effort. She could also still see the cock fucking into her tits in her peripheal vision, how could she not see it… it was literally right THERE in front of her face.

Suddenly Wes backed up from Yara’s chest, pulling his cock from it’s heavenly breast made prison. Yara knew what was coming and continued holding her tits together. Wes began pumping on his own cock urgently. It didn’t take long but for Yara, with her Sex drive at the highest she’d ever felt it, it felt like a while. She watched in admiration as Wes pumped up and down on his monster cock, a cock she’d made hard just with her tits. A cock that soon she’d be able to say, only to herself of course, that she mastered and made cum because of how sexy she was.

Wes stepped a little closer and rested his left arm on Yara’s right shoulder for support. He pumped away at his cock some more and said, “Here it comes, get ready you earned it.” Wes gave a few more rapid fire tugs at his cock and then aimed towards Yara. Wes let out a large groan and yelled, “I’m Cumming you whore, take it take it!”

The first jet of cum came out as a strong healthy burst of white that blasted directly right into Yara’s nose. Yara backed up briefly in shock. She wasn’t expecting a payload so enormous and forceful. The cum had enveloped almost all of the tip of her nose making her almost look like she had a white clown nose. She could feel the slimy warmth of the cum as it rested on her nose. She felt small tendrils of cum begin to slide down her nostrils and when she inhaled some pulled up into her nose. This man’s cum was inside her!

Yara was processing all this but even as that was happening Wes was still Cumming. Wes continued jacking himself off onto Yara. The first blast has been more of a big burst and this second round of cum was a series of quick arrow like shots. There was no way to count how many shots of cum hit Yara but the strongest most visible three hit her in the hair, left cheek, and even in her mouth!

Yara was shocked. She was turned on but at the same time had not been prepared for this in so many methods. She didn’t know what to do as cum ran down her nose, cheek, and mouth. She didn’t know if spitting the cum out would insult Wes or not but she didn’t want to swallow this stranger’s cum, that was a whore move!

Wes was still not finished, he was a popular Porn star after all. Wes kept hammering away at himself doing his best to unburden himself of the load and one final ropey glob launched out. Wes had gotten in as close as he could for this and the cum splattered just below Yara’s collar bone on her right. Wes dragged the semen down along the chest and onto her right tit.

By this time Yara had decided to spit out Wes’s cum and it quickly slid down her mouth and ran into her magnificent cleavage. She also began wiping the cum from her nose as she did her best to blow it out. Wes seemed to approve as he continued coating Yara’s tits in his cum by pushing his cock around like some paint brush.

Yara looked up at Wes in amazement, “I’ve never seen anyone cum like that!”

Wes grinned as he continued basting Yara’s tits in his seed, “You must not have seen any of my scenes then. I thought you knew what you were asking for.”

Yara was beginning to think about how Wes must have deliberately tried Cumming on her face. Wes was a pro and knew how to aim. She had assumed he’d cum on her tits and hadn’t wondered to specify but she still felt he did her dirty, in more methods than one.

Suddenly the room’s door flew open. Mr. Roberts entered, “How are things going? I need Wes on set soon.” He stopped abruptly when he took in the aftermath of Yara’s tit fucking. Mr. Roberts looked shocked. “Yara, what have you done? Is that cum on you?” Mr. Roberts huffed and gestured angrily with his hands, “Look, I don’t have time for this. We have a lot of money riding on this scene and a limited window with the sun. Get him out here soon and ready to fuck, whatever it takes.”

Mr. Roberts began to walk off and then turned back. “Yara, we will talk about this after this shoot!”

Yara was nervous, she hadn’t felt this rushed before and Mr. Roberts was clearly and understandably pissed off with her. She’d never had such a tight deadline to face and Wes had just cum… A LOT. She ran her hand through her hair in distress. She stopped her hand when she felt it come into contact with more of Wes’ cum. What was she gonna do now?