![]() ![]() This wasn’t entirely my fault-her breasts are the size of weather balloons and they kept floating up into our conversation. I kept accidentally eye fucking her tits during our introduction. I know this because it was one of the first things she told me. We bumped elbows, which is the secret porn-set handshake.įrom the start Stormy didn’t have a good feeling about me. “My fingers were just in Asa’s ass and I haven’t washed them.” “We don’t shake hands here,” Stormy said. She stared at me as if she’d just discovered that I had tested out her three favorite dildos. The scene soon wrapped and Stormy strolled out of the sex room answering a slew of questions from her crew concerning the next sequence. Of all the places to sit, my ass landed on three dildos lurking beneath a throw pillow. ![]() I tried to sit quietly in the living room and wait for Stormy to finish, but I quickly felt something hard trying to penetrate me. I recognized Asa’s moans from listening to the audiobook version of her autobiography, and I pegged the other performer as Stormy based on the way she stopped the action to direct the crew. I felt like I was trying to watch porn through the eyes of a blind man, pairing sounds with actions. ![]() When I stepped inside the shoot-house earlier that day, sex noises resonated off the marble floors and white walls of the rented mansion’s many rooms. “Good,” she said, “Don’t make me regret this.” Stormy obviously had an eye for talent, even if that talent happened to be tucked snuggly beneath my skinny jeans. I’d been preparing for this moment my entire life with marathon masturbation sessions and endless hours of tweezing my man-bush into a camera-ready, bonsai-style shrubbery. “Do you want to be in a scene with Asa Akira?” Stormy Daniels asked me on the set of her latest pair of feature films for Wicked: “Getting Cozy” and “Girls’ Night.” ![]()
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