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  • Instead, as Jenny dared to open one encrusted eye, most of them were just staring. The camera was still rolling. It took what felt like half a day before someone asked if she was OK. Well, looking back on it, yes, she'd been OK, but at the time, this was the wrong question to ask. Jenny had seen shit, obviously her own, but one boyfriend had japanese liked to make her watch him having a movement. She'd even touched it, albeit whilst wearing gloves. Same boyfriend, shortly before he became one of dozens of exes. None of that could possibly compare to have you face plastered by a stranger's evening meal whilst being intently watched by five or six professionals in your field. So Jenny had 'thrown a wobbler'. There had been screaming, crying, a shower that lasted for hours. Consoling tones met by guttural anguish. Professional reprimands with mild violence. Now, see, Jenny would come to know that events like these are not as rare as you might think in the world of professional copulation. Most girls had some experience being shat on to some extent, it was more or less unavoidable. The girls would usually take an enema, especially before shooting but for some, including Jenny, it was, these days a simple part of normal morning ablutions. Shit, shower, shave, blast cold water up the anus until it runs clear. When you liked to have dicks popped up there it was simple politeness. The chaps didn't normally bother, of course, unless the scene was being done specifically for arse work, rimming, pegging, fisting etc. Even then many of them went without and so having the team get involved in preparation was not uncommon. I'm going to guess that, by now, if you're still reading, the thought of a young blonde girl brunette with a face covered in crap is at least intriguing, otherwise I'm sure you'd amateur have skipped on to later stuff. So, one piece of knowledge I'll give to you, as Jenny once gave to me. If that's your kind of thing, and you ever get anywhere near a porn director, know that in the circle they trade all that stuff. Everything they couldn't publish, they'll have it all on tape, or on hard-drives. They'll show you, if you ask nicely. You remember Jillian Visitor? Page three girl, nice tits, kept going on the telly as the acceptable face of 'glamma'? Only softcore and simulated hardcore, right? Ask someone in porn and they'll likely be able to show ass you pretty little Jillian Visitor getting cumshot raped. Not playing a rape scene, but getting beaten up and fucked against her will. So, maybe you'll get that simply seeing a pornstar get her face pebble-dashed in literal crap isn't all that big a deal. Most of the big names have had it happen. Some even liked it. Katya Kumming, never even did anal on camera but was seriously into scat off it. True Story. By the time Jenny had come out of the shower a few things had changed. The chap had left in embarrassment. He never got back into the industry, which was a shame as he had a fabulous prick and generally tasted of bacon. "By your command." the captain replied bowing at brunette the hip. “And you have been a rotten bitch to me and everyone else at that company for a long damned time.” He ass saw that she was watching him do that and smiling up at him expectantly. I stared between her thighs at her trimmed, brown bush hiding her pussy. But I am still barely awake. I moaned and wished that we were back at our villa. I just know he would be such cumshot a gentle lover. "But if Betty is going to be here awhile you leave it right where it is." I used my authoritarian voice to japanese emphasize my point. Craig glanced nervously over either shoulder at the two blonde giants who walked slightly behind him, but close enough amateur to make sure he knew there was no choice apart from going in the direction indicated. Something to this day I do not know how I could have forgotten. Kissing was one thing. Recently, Ashley and Brian began doing sexual things in front of Madison -- mostly limited to oral sex and masturbating.
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