Alex, Kate and the team arrived at the bed and breakfast, overlooking a small beach in the northern part of Hammonton.
The cool breeze puffing out from the sea slithered through them. Kate found herself smiling.
“It’s so beautiful here.” She whispered to Angela who held her hand.
“Yeah…and it’s beautiful knowing you’re happy with him.” Angela whispered then. “He seems possessive of you, Kate. I think…Alex has a thing for you.”
Kate didn’t know when she let go of Angela’s hand and shot her a disbelieving look.
“Don’t say that. It’s not possible and Alex might throw me out of Brazzers if he ever finds out.”
“Kate…I’m not bluffing. I felt it when he was devouring you in the plane. I know I’m not an expert in love but I can feel his possessiveness of you. Alex has a thing for you.” She bored her eyes into Kate’s.
The girl stood stunned.
Is it real?
Or was she just blinded by her love for them that she hadn’t noticed it?
If Alex loves her or likes her, then what about Aiden?
Does he have a thing for her too?
“But…” Kate wanted to voice her thoughts when Owen's voice echoed around them.
“Angela….get over to the shore, it’s time we start.”
“Alright, Owen.” She yelled back and then returned her gaze to Kate.
“I guess we need to focus on why we are here.” She rubbed her palm on Kate’s shoulder and walked past her.
Stunned and immobile for a while, she began to walk in tow with Angela to the shore.
The team had already set up lights, chaise lounge and camera.
The aged man who Angela was to act the scene with was already preparing himself.
Kate felt tingles burst across her skin when she saw Alex looking at her. No, he was literally devouring her with his eyes.
God…it seems like Angela was right.
Alex has a thing for her.
He waved her over and she walked toward him.
“Come here…” He muttered and flushed her back against his chest as he made her sit against his bulge.
Alex winced at the feel of her ass over his cock. He squirmed, bucked his hips more so his cock will brush her ass well.
Kate’s breath turned ragged as joy and arousal collided inside her.
Fuck! The knowledge that Alex was hard for her made her feel things.
Horny. Love. Horny. Love. It blended together, making her jerk in sheer joy.
“I want you to watch this….” He pulled her against his shoulder and whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe slightly. Arousal sizzles through Kate’s veins and blazed over at her clit.
She isn’t wearing a bralette which made her highly conscious of her stippled nipples brushing the fabric of her dress.
She sighed…no she let out a suppressed moan at the feel of the man’s hand around her thighs.
“Watch them….I want you to cream for me, Kate.” He pressed his lips on her nap, his chest smothering her back.
Angela stood before the man, feeling her pussy drenching just at the sight of him pumping his length.
There’s something unique about the way he carried himself. Angela took time to study him and she’d bet he's not more than sixty.
Yet his body was all rippling muscles. He definitely gyms, she concluded, swallowing the lump of need that blocked her throat.
She’d love to taste that cock. She hasn’t acted a scene with an older man. Nor has she felt any tug of attraction to an older man but this man here…?
He smelled of money. Power. It had her clenching her thighs to reduce the pulsating sensation of her clit.
He ran his eyes over hers, watching the roundness of her peaking nipples and the flesh surrounding it.
Hell, why does…his look make her streamers rustle more out of her pussy?
What’s wrong with her?
The very moment she arrived in the filming room this morning and saw the many, she literally skipped three breaths.
For a man his age, he’s too handsome.
Swallowing her nervousness, she curled up on the mat settled on the golden sand of the beach. The cool breeze whipped against her skin.
They tried to follow the script, she’s the step granddaughter and he's a step-grand-dad.
The man feigned reading a book while letting the air brush against his skin. But when he saw Angela slipping her hand into her creamed pussy and oozing of lustful moans.
He didn’t resist. He swallowed, hard. Throbbing huge cock pressed flat against his stomach.
The man pulled his aching hard-on out and began fucking his hand, watching Angela touch her quivering pussy.
Angela gasped when she heard him grunt. Looking over, she saw her step-grand-dad fucking himself.
“My, God…you’re fucking yourself step-grand-dad?”
Angela surged to her feet, staggering for a bit but she managed her way to him and held the cock in her palm.
The moment their skin touched, she shivered. She stared at him and he stared too. His eyes glazed over with need. His dick throbbed in her fingers, she felt it.
Angela held his gaze then…slowly, she brought her watery mouth down and swiped the tip of her tongue over his cock, beading with semen.
“Fuck!” The man groaned, and his hips jerk.
His eyes held Angela’s captive. She sucked in a breath and swiped her tongue against him again. Hips jerked. Breath hitched.
Then gingerly, she fit his shaft inside her sheath and they both moaned at the ripple of pleasure.
He stared at her again, filled with something that bordered on possession. But why?
“I’m going to fuck your mouth…” He ground out, stretching his hands into her hair.
“Yes, please….” She cried out, the muffled words vibrated over his cock.
She arched closer to him, letting him cup her aching tits.
Hell, the rasp of his callused hand over her heavy mounds sent a cable of sensation through her belly to her clit.
Angela began to glide her mouth over his cock. Her tongue flattened over his proud base and she licked.
Firestorm of need sizzled through her as she eat his cock. Alternating between grazing her teeth and slapping her tongue over the thick, huge shaft.
The grazing teeth over his cock only magnified the sweet pleasure of her ministrations.
She’s a fucking sweet girl, the man thought.
Then he held her head with one hand, the other finding purchase over her titties, he squeezed and clenched.
She gave him moans. Showing him she felt that same pool he felt for her.
This was beyond shooting an erotic scene. There’s nothing fake about it.
Angela held the contours of his hips as he angled his thrust in her mouth.
She gagged when he stroked the base of her throat, tears almost spilled.
She felt him shaking as waves of orgasm crashed forcefully against him…
His fist on her breast hardened like the one in her hair. She heaved, milking all the cum that spilled into her mouth.
The hot semen that was his, the man thought.
His eyes glazed as he pulled out of her warm mouth with a pop sound. He watched the way she slurped on his cum and another sensation shot through him.
Whirling her over the mat, her sprawled her legs before him, groaning at the streamers that drifted from her cunt.
Angela gasped at the almost animalistic growl that tore from his lips.
Then…the aged man hunkered low and began feasting on her waters of need. On her quivering channel.
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The intensity of the view before them wasn’t lost on Kate and Alex.
Kate felt the strange look Angela was giving the man. It bordered on likeness.
Does Angela have a thing for the man?
However, their sensuality triggered hers and that of Alex.
“Watch them, Kate.” His hand found it’s way to her engorged nipples and he pressed. Kate let out a quick moan.
“How wet are you?” He nipped the skin of her exposed back and asked.
“So….so…wet.” She said in a breathy whisper.
“Fuck, Kate.” Alex growled, “I want to fuck you with my tongue just the way he's doing…” He whispered, his voice scratchy. Alex raised her left leg to bare her cunt.
His fingers grazed over and the slick, slippery cream from her channel had him cursing.
“I want to make you come…to make your pussy cream more…” He sighed, breath hard.
His fingers found their way inside her channel and instantly, Kate’s muscles clenched tightly around it.
“Fuck! What are you doing to me, Kate?” Alex growled, lips taking her earlobe into his mouth. Fingers working her wet channel.
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