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Tasia primped herself in the rearview mirror one last time to make sure everything was in place -- a touch of gloss here, tucking away a rogue strand of hair there. Just beyond her view at the end of the lot sat a broad, nondescript and almost warehouse-looking structure. Unadorned save for a street number and barely visible "PP Enterprises" sign, thousands must pass the spacious lot and imposing building every day without knowing what it really was; the headquarters for California's most successful, and infamous, porn studios -- Paradise Productions.

Later it might seem strange to Tasia that she didn't feel even a hint of nervous energy. No butterflies fluttering in her stomach or the dread she used to feel before more traditional job interviews. Instead, it all felt normal -- just a completely natural next step in her career. She had been dancing at the club since shortly after her nineteenth birthday, slowly but surely building her rep and what could pass as a small, but evident, fanbase among the locals. It was really only a matter of time before one of the patrons slipped her a business card and told her it was time to "take things to the next level"; which everyone knew meant porn.

She didn't mind the stigma attached, although she wasn't sure how she would care for the loss of privacy she'd suffer if this panned out. She enjoyed sex and figured she'd better get paid for it while she could. Beat the Hell out of school or a "real job" anyway.

The minidress she had selected was little more than a glorified tee, but showed as much leg as her 5'6" frame could offer and accentuated her curves and flat tummy while not being so lascivious as to cause a stir out in public.

The woman at the reception desk looked to be in her mid-forties and possessing a matured, latin beauty that made her wonder if she had been a performer herself -- a 1990s vixen turned secretary.

"Hi. I'm Tasia -- here for the 2:00 casting appointment."

The woman at the desk arched an eyebrow and glanced at her monitor. "You got a Big Girl name, Tasia?"

"Staci," she answered back unflustered by the receptionist's bluntness. "Staci Winters." Tasia was the name that had stuck at the club. She had started dancing as "Anastasia", thinking it sounded exotic or something. That got shortened to 'Tasia' by the club's emcee, then to 'Twisted Tasia', and 'Tawdry Tasia', and eventually 'Tasty Tasia', which seemed to be the name he favored barking when she took the stage these days. Guy must have a thing for alliteration.

"Right. Have a seat, Miss Winters. Someone will be with you shortly."
 
Rubbing her eyes Mei looked up at the clock and scowled as she saw the hand ticking pasted the seven minute mark. "Is this going to take much longer?" She asked the janitor sternly as he wiped down the leather couch set against the wall across the desk from where the producer sat.

"It takes as long as it takes," the aging Eastern European man said, not even bothering to return the gaze of the woman who paid his wages. "I told you before, no 'liquids' on the leather, but do you listen? No, you make mess which I have to scrub clean."

Glaring at the back of the man's head Mei wondered how difficult it would be to find another janitor who would be willing to work for the pittance she paid the man, and whether they'd mind their first job cleaning his blood off the carpet after she'd beaten him to death.

As if hearing her thoughts the man suddenly stood up, waving his cleaning cloth with a flourish. "There, is clean," he said tersely before picking up the rest of his supplies and heading out of the back door. Almost as soon as she heard the soundproofed wood slot back into its frame Mei was reaching for the intercomm, pressing the button to get Jennifer's attention.

"We're all ready in here, Jen," she said with a impatient tone, "And could you bring in some coffee and something for me to nibble on, I still haven't had that sandwich I ordered an hour ago."

With everything in place Mei sat back in her comfortable chair, letting her mind wander back to the days when she'd been the one sitting on the couch, her legs stretched back over her shoulders as some old pervert inspected every inch of her. Now in her late thirties she'd finally managed to crawl her way out from in front of the camera and set herself up as a producer with a successful company of her own, and the royalty checks from her days as a camera whore specialising in anal gangbangs managed to pay for the kinds of high quality cosmetic surgery which left her looking ten years younger, as well as covering the mortgage payments on her Malibu beach house.

She smiled wickedly, the tables had certainly turned now she was the one in charge, although there was little chance she wouldn't make whoever the next innocent young thing was to walk through the door get away without being just as humiliated as she had once been.
 
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"Yes, ma'am," Jennifer replied and thumbed off the intercom before mumbling something beneath her breath about sandwiches and schedules.

"Lucky you -- short wait," she told Tasia dryly while fetching a pot of coffee and assembling a small plate of sliced fruit and cheeses.

Past an imposing set of security doors and down a short hall later, the receptionist pushed open the door to Mei's office. "Staci Winters. Dances under 'Tasia'," it was more informative comment than introduction. She placed a cup of coffee and assembly of cream and sugar packets on Mei's desk before passing a manila folder with Staci's headshot paperclipped to the outside to the producer.

"Good luck," she tossed unsympathetically before exiting and closing the door behind her.

The office was finely decorated, an unexpected treat given the building's exterior, but Staci's nose twitched at the evident, thick smell of cleaning solution hanging in the air.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss," Staci smiled and approached the desk with her arm outstretched in greetings.
 
As she stood up and reached for the girl's outstretched hand Mei made no effort to hide her appraising eyes wandering down the latest prospect'#s body. The girl, 'Tasia' or 'Staci', it really didn't matter to Mei, seemed a little short and the potato sack of a dress she was wearing did little to advertise the figure hidden underneath. At least it looks like it comes off easily enough, Mei thought spitefully.

"I'm Mei Lin Li, although you may recognise me as Anal-lisa Ang if you've been in the business long enough," she said as way of introduction giving Staci's hand a quick squeeze and waving her over in the direction of the still glistening couch, wet with the cleaning fluids which had sterilised it after the previous girl's explosive finish.

"Just to be clear from the start, today is what we call an open audition where we're looking for potential models for future projects rather than any specific casting." Mei said, moving over to where a digital camcorder had been set up pointing straight towards the centre of the couch. A second camera was set up at the far end, pointing up along the length and a third hand-held camera was resting on Mei's desk. "What that means for you is that I'm not trying to fill any specific requirements, but you will be expected to show me your full range of abilities, as well as showing me just how far you're willing to go."

Standing behind the camera Mei smiled a professional, if slightly cold, smile over at the hopeful young starlet. "Before we get to that part though, how about you tell me a little about yourself? What sort of experience do you have in adult entertainment, and what makes you think you'd be suitable to work for me?"
 
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"I'm Mei Lin Li, although you may recognise me as Anal-lisa Ang if you've been in the business long enough."

"Of course," Staci smiled and shook her hand even though she hadn't the slightest clue who this producer was. She was no stranger to watching porn... mostly in the company of various boyfriends, but occasionally on her own as well, but never latched onto any particular face or name.

Mei gestured towards a leather sofa suspiciously smelling of soap. Staci wasn't about to refuse, so she swept as much of her minidress under her thighs as possible then sat perched at the edge to avoid getting her skin wet. Mei reinforced the nature of the meeting, which matched Staci's understanding as well. She wasn't going to walk out with a fancy, six-figure contract, but might at least get her foot in the door.

"Before we get to that part though, how about you tell me a little about yourself? What sort of experience do you have in adult entertainment, and what makes you think you'd be suitable to work for me?"

Staci clasped her hands and put on a wider smile for the camera's benefit, but never looked their way -- instead keeping her hazel eyes to Mei. "I've been dancing for the last year... just made 'feature' and looking to broaden my horizons a bit. I've never done erotic entertainment before," she chose her words carefully for fear the producer might find 'porno' offensive, "or escorting or cam shows or whatnot. But what I lack in experience, I promise I can make up for with enthusiasm." Straight out of Job Interviews 101. The gig may be different, but the BS is the same.

"I think you'll find I have what your customers are paying for," she continued. "I eat healthy, workout regularly and my breasts are natural. Also, I just turned twenty, so I think I'm still young enough to play the curious step-daughter or delinquent schoolgirl, but have plenty of years left before things sag and crows feet creep in.

"I believe I would be a good investment for you and your company."
 
Mei tried not to purse her lips as the young girl mentioned sagging and crows feet, keeping her face straight even as she made a mental note to have a word with her surgeon at the earliest opportunity.

Despite the girl's enthusiasm Mei still felt a little underwhelmed by what she'd seen so far. Then again, this was the fourth interview she'd given today and her patience was beginning to wear a little thin with the bubbleheaded wannabes who thought they could simply walk into the adult entertainment industry.

"Have you ever performed sexually in front of a camera before then? Or in front of an audience at least?" She asked, her voice straining for any hope of professionalism from the girl.
 
"Have you ever performed sexually in front of a camera before then? Or in front of an audience at least?"

"Not professionally, no," Staci admitted. "But I'm far from bashful. And although I've never had sex on camera -- well, one boyfriend's home video aside -- I've been... I suppose, playful with an audience before." She knew she lacked experience and had no intention of hiding that, but had to show she wasn't a chaste virgin either!

"Pretty normal stuff, really -- did a guy in front of a couple of his frat brothers once, heavy petting at the club for tips, making out with another girl for free drinks..." It slipped out before she could realize she just admitted to going to bars underage, not that she thought Mei would care about such a thing.

"I know what you're thinking... and you're absolutely right. But I can learn how to fuck for a camera. I just need an opportunity."
 
Nodding her head as Staci listed off her accomplishments Mei smiled at the naive young girl. "It takes more than just willingness to learn to be a good adult entertainer," she began, her tone more maternal than chiding, but still lecturing the girl all the same. "You need to be aware of where the cameras are at all times, and know just how to move your body for the best effect."

With a sigh Mei bent over her desk and picked up her coffee, taking a quick sip to taste it before reaching for a pack of sugar. I hope this isn't going to be another waste of my time, like the girl earlier whose only talent had been the ability to carry a beer bottle across the room without using her hands, she thought tensely, distracted momentarily by her rumbling belly.

"How about you give me a demonstration of what you can do then?" Mei said moving over to the couch and taking a seat beside Staci. "Show me what you'd do if I were a customer in the bar where you work. You do service women, I take it?"

Mei didn't even bother looking in Staci's direction as she spoke, instead concentrating on tearing open the sugar and tipping it into her cup before taking a long sip of her steaming hot coffee.
 
"You do service women, I take it?"

"Occasionally," Staci said and stood up from the sofa. Truth was she didn't enjoy dancing for ladies. Women were harder to please... men were simple. Grind your ass on his crotch, shove your tits in his face and that's all there is to it. Women, on the other hand, were almost always there to please their man... more tolerating the dance than engaging; just playing along to get hubby's dick up then head home.

And never given a lapdance to someone trying to drink a cup of coffee either... she thought to herself.

Staci closed her eyes and tried to imagine being back in the club. This office was too bright... too quiet. She had to imagine the steady thump of a beat to sway her hips to. She rose to the balls of her feet turning and twisting to display her body for the woman seated before her. The corner of her lips twisted up, she delicately nibbled at her bottom lip -- a well practiced touch the boys seemed to read as wanton arousal.

She twisted at the ankles again, hips still popping in time to a silent beat, and caressed her hands up her body. Fingers raked through her hair as she playfully pouted and swayed before Miss Li. She looked down at the woman seated before her and let her eyes smolder desire upon her.

Staci waited until Miss Li rested her coffee back on the table before stepping closer. She allowed her hips to hypnotically sway in long strokes as she turned away from her until she was facing away and bent forward; legs locked straight and face brought towards her ankles until the potato-sack-like minidress was plucked clean off her round, firm ass. She held the pose for a beat with her only modesty being a pair of thong-cut panties that further accentuated her well-toned bum.

Staci's heels resumed their punctuation of the beat in her head as she straghtened up and sat back into Mei's empty lap; her ass rubbing rhythmic circles against her as she lifted both the producer's hands to the hem of her clothes and encouraging her to undress her.
 
"Not bad." Mei muttered half-heartedly, her mouth close to Staci's ear. Taking Staci's guidance as a sigh of acceptance Mei plucked at the hem of her dress and slowly began to peel it up over the girl's head, letting the fabric ride slowly over the curves of the younger woman's body.

"You certainly show potential, and I think I can work with that. I still need to see just how far you're willing to go first though," the continued, holding the dress steady, just covering Staci's breasts as Mei waited to see what the dancer would do next.
 
Staci felt goose pimples pucker across the skin of her neck where Miss Li's breath warmly caressed her.

Mei took the hint and lifted the dress up to her breasts, and Staci took it the rest of the way, peeling it off her body and discarding it to the floor. She was topless, having come minimally dressed as she expected her nude body to be examined.

"You certainly show potential, and I think I can work with that. I still need to see just how far you're willing to go first though,"

Staci stood, turned to face Mei and mounted her lap with a knee on either side of the striking Asian woman's thighs. Her breasts were full and kept their youthful lift even without a bra. She pressed in against Mei, breasts hovering before her eyes and practically pinning her against the leather couch. Her fingers plucked at the button holding to woman's business attire closed.

As far as I have to.... she mused with a grin.
 
The edge of Mei's stern mouth twitched upwards slightly as the young girl placed herself on the business woman's lap. It had been a while since she'd last been with a woman by choice, and almost as long since her last girl-on-girl shoot. The feeling of the young girl's warm skin pressing against her legs through the thin material of her knee-length skirt certainly brought back some warm memories.

Gently, her fingertips barely even touching Staci's skin, Mei ran her hands down the dancer's back, tracing the curve of the girl's spine until both hands were placed on Staci's buttocks, feeling the weight of them against her palms. With a soft, mournful sigh Mei lifted the girl up and slipped out from under her. Today was about business after all, not pleasure.

"Very good," Mei said warmly, moving up behind the camera once more. "You certainly seem limber enough, and you know how to perform for an audience, but can you work a camera as well as a person?" As she spoke Mei carefully adjusted the lens, focusing closer onto Staci's slim body and letting the viewfinder slowly pan up passed the girl's breasts until finally staring into Staci's eyes.

"I want you to orgasm for the camera now, as quickly as you can." It wasn't a suggestion, or even a request, it was a clear and very direct order. Holding the camera steady Mei looked up from the small screen to gaze into the girl's eyes with her own, eager to see just how well the dancer could perform under pressure.
 
"I want you to orgasm for the camera now, as quickly as you can."

"Wait.... right now?"

Mei's command took Staci by surprise. She didn't expect her to cum for real... just a show of it. Faking orgasms for the camera was a reality of the business she knew, but didn't expect to be a part of the audition. Or at least she thought there'd be a little more petting involved first.

But she wasn't about to tell Mei she couldn't do it, so Staci threw herself into the act. Eyes closed, palms clutching her breasts and her cheeks beginning to flush Staci started to moan. Slight little mews at first, but then building. Her breaths broke into steady pants, one hand glided down her body to slip inside her panties and her head tilted back. The gentle, hushed mews grew into full, lusty moans and the front of her panties rippled from the flurry of strokes happening beneath the thin garment.

"Mmmm.... yes....." she moaned and panted as she took a rigid nipple between thumb and fore finger. "Oh... YES!" she gasped louder and moaned again. "Yes... yes...." her voice choked out desperately between pants of breath. Her body tensed, thighs quivered, and she screamed out a faux release. "Mmmmmm.....aaaaaaaaaaaagggghhhhh.....mmmmmm....."

Slowly she sold coming down from her "climax", going silent and letting her breathing return to normal.
 
For several moments Mei simply stared impassively at Staci, as if waiting for something. "Is that it?" She finally commented, obviously displeased. "If I wanted you to fake it I'd have asked for that. I want you to make yourself cum, really cum, the best way you can."

Stepping forwards Mei rested one knee on the couch as she moved her hand down between the girl's legs, her fingers stroking over Staci's thong as they pressed the fabric against the dancer's crotch. It didn't take long for Mei to feel the juices beginning to flow and soon after she managed to find the swelling bud of Staci's clitoris.

Moving her fingers over it with a few well placed, deft strokes she watched to see what the girl's reaction would be before lifting her hand away and licking her fingers clean. "That should help you get started," the producer commented, moving back to the camera and panning it down to Staci's moist cunt. "Now finish yourself off for me. I mean, for the camera."
 
At first Staci didn't know what to say -- she had thought this was all about 'acting'. Just sex for show. But it was clear Miss Li was looking for a much more genuine experience for her customers.

Her thoughts came dangerously close to slipping before Mei stepped forward to provide renewed focus to the task, brazenly pressing a finger against her panty-clad sex. A barely audible "oh" was all the girl was able to gasp out as the older woman found her clit and began stroking. Staci's hands went lightly to Miss Li's shoulders, but found the lock of the woman's erotic gaze was more than adequate to hold and support her.

"That should help you get started. Now finish yourself off for me. I mean, for the camera."

Staci felt a pang of disappointment when Mei withdrew her finger and stepped away. But she was certainly right -- the younger girl's fire had been stoked and ready to burn.

"Yes, ma'am," she answered Mei's command from habit and felt a little foolish -- were this a 'real' shoot no one would want the performers audibly acknowledging their director.

She peeled away her dampened panties and exchanged them with the balled-up dress from the floor, then gave it a snap before draping over the edge of the nice couch -- last thing she wanted to do was made a mess of the nice leather -- then sat down atop the dress.

She looked up and saw Mei and the camera's lens watching her expectantly. She leaned back and opened her legs. Licked two fingers and resumed the work Mei had started -- slipped down between her slick petals and resumed toying with her clit. She felt dirty... debased... exposing herself for the woman and camera, but also felt a thrill like erotic lightning dance her spine. She plunged two fingers into her pussy and began fucking herself with the heel of her hand punctuating every thrust with a slap to her clit.

Staci's eyes slitted open slightly as if to remind her of her audience. The camera watching made her more brazen, and she parted her legs wider... drawing her knees back towards her shoulders and opening herself fully to the camera's view. Her mind drifted... imaginary sensations of Mei touching her... stroking her bud... feeling her warm breath tease the sensitive skin of her neck. Then her lips... wet against her... kissing a trail slowly down her neck... between her breasts..... lower still.

Staci's fingers flew into a flurry spurred on by her imagination. Mei's phantom lips puckered teasing kisses to the inside of each of her thighs. Her body teased as she neared an inevitable conclusion. Mei's "tongue" licked across her inner thigh and she felt an incoherent rumble escape her throat before Mei's "mouth" lowered to her... her...

Staci gasped and shuddered as she felt herself climax wetly against her dress.
 
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"Okay, that's not too bad," Mei said looking up from the camera for a second before raising her hand to her mouth and clearing her throat with a cough. "There were a few mistakes though," she continued, trying to keep her tone as professional as possible while her blouse was beginning to feel a little tight under her business jacket. The asian woman quickly slipped the top of and lay it over her desk before reaching up and unfastening a couple of buttons, revealing a little of her cleavage as she did. Immediately her throat felt better, and her breathing came easier, unlike the stifled panting she'd had while watching Staci fingering herself.

Reaching over Mei plucked the hand-held camera from the desk and stepped towards where the girl lay on the couch. "You need to keep in mind where the camera is in relation to your cunt," she said, her tone so matter-of-fact that Staci barely realised at first that the producer was talking so brazenly about her pussy. "Half of the time you were blocking the view of your fingers with your hand. Here take this." Mei thrust the hand-held camera at Staci, barely giving her the time to take hold of it before moving her hands to her own skirt and lifting it to reveal the expensive red silk panties hidden beneath.

Mei didn't bother to hide the stain of her arousal from the girl, if she was going to be working in the business she'd have to get used to having that effect on her co-workers, as well as a great many things more. "I want you to try and film me as I masturbate," Mei said as she slipped her hands down either side of her hips, peeling the panties away until they hung between her knees. "You'll need to keep focus on my cunt, and try to make sure you get a good view as my fingers stretch it open."

Sucking two of her fingers into her mouth Mei licked them noisily, making sure they were well lubricated before moving them back down between her legs. With her free hand she held her skirt up as she stood in front of Staci, her shaved pussy on full display.

Starting slowly at first she ran the wet fingers up either side of her sex, squeezing the lips together between them as she gently massaged herself to full arousal, stalling the moment as much for the benefit of the camera as for herself. Only when she was sure she was ready did the producer slide the fingers up into her birth canal, twisting her wrist slightly so they entered one above the other, keeping the rest of her hand clear to the side so Staci could see every drop of Mei's juices as they began to dribble down her hand and onto the older woman's wrist.
 
Staci took the camera and slipped from the sofa down to her knees. Miss Li loomed over her, an aura of strength and dominance radiating from her. Jacket removed, blouse unbuttoned, skirt raised and panties dropped to her knees.

"I want you to try and film me as I masturbate. You'll need to keep focus on my cunt, and try to make sure you get a good view as my fingers stretch it open."

Staci merely nodded her head and moved a few inched closer so that she knelt between the producer's long legs and her face closer to another woman's cunt than it had ever been before. She raised the camera and drew focus on Mei's fingers as they stroked and teased her. She listened closely to what Mei said and made mental note of how her fingers worked their magic on her smoothly shaved sex without ever obscuring the camera's view.

This "Audition" had taken a twist she hadn't prepared for... it felt less like work and more like playtime; she felt a twist in her stomach that reminded her of 'playing doctor' as a kid. She realized she had a lot left to learn and the sight of pussy juice running down her hopeful mentor's fingers and thighs only made her more eager to be a good student.
 
After a few moments of fingering her moist cunt while rubbing her thumb over her clit Mei could feel her orgasm growing, but rather than letting it reach its crescendo the producer pulled her slicked fingers out of her tight hole hole and lifted them to her mouth, quickly licking them clean before holding out her hand for the camera. She'd already wasted far too much time waiting for the room to be sterilised after the last audition and didn't need to waste more of it by squirting all over the place, no matter how appealing the though of covering Staci's eager face with her girlcum might be.

"Okay then, do you think you know what you did wrong last time?" Meiu asked Staci as she gestured to the couch and moved back behind the tripod mounted camera, the implication clear to the starlet as to what was expected of her.
 
"Okay then, do you think you know what you did wrong last time?"

"I forgot about the camera last time," Staci answered and passed the camera back to Mei. She bounced to her feet with obvious eagerness to try again and returned to her spot on the sofa -- perched atop her wet, wrinkled dress. She pivoted her hips to face the tripod and opened her legs wide. Her pussy was slick and swollen with excitement.

Staci bent one knee and planted her foot atop the sofa, then used her thumbs to pry her lips open wide from the sides. She resisted the urge to plunge two fingers deep in and instead paused to allow the camera to take in the view of her spread pussy. After a beat she brought her other fingers into play, her index fingers holding her open while she slipped a single middle finger in from the side.

"Like this?" she asked her coach and hoped the producer was seeing all she hoped for.
 
"That's good, that's good, much better..." Mei mumbled from behind the camera, her eyes fixated on the viewfinder as she guided the camera down between the young girl's legs, capturing every stroke and every flick of her wrist. It took a moment for Mei to realise that her own idle hand had moved down to her own crotch, where it was gently tracing her fingertips over the engorged lips, still hungry for the orgasm she'd denied herself.

Pulling her hand away Mei stood up and smiled over at Staci. "How do you feel about anal?" The producer asked bluntly, "Would you be comfortable sticking a finger up your ass while you masturbate for me... for the camera?"
 
"How do you feel about anal? Would you be comfortable sticking a finger up your ass while you masturbate for me... for the camera?"

Well that escalated quickly, Staci mused silently to herself. On any other day she'd have probably flat-out said 'no', or at least say she needed to work up to anal. But Mei had her so aroused she'd do anything she said.

"Sure... I can give that a try," Staci said as she sat up and and fidgeted about the sofa. She tilted one way, then the next, glancing back to the camera and trying to find the best way to pose for Mei. Should she lay back and pull her knees to her shoulders? Or face away and lay on her side?

Eventually she decided to abandon the leather sofa and kneel on the office floor. She scooched back a few inches and bent over forward so that her head and shoulders rested on the edge of the sofa and kept her thighs and spine at a right angle so that her bare ass pointed towards the camera.

God, she felt dirty exposing herself to Mei like this, but at the same time incredibly turned-on. She glanced back for any sign of approval from the producer, even a little hint that she was on the right track, but Miss Li remained as poker-faced as ever.

"Can the camera get this?" Staci asked unsure if lowering her knees to the floor would mess up how the tripod was situated. With her shoulders supporting her weight against the couch she reached back with her left hand to pry her ample and round cheek to the side and expose her tightly puckered asshole to the camera. Her cheeks flushed an even brighter crimson at the wanton act, but she wasn't about to back out now. She ran the middle finger of her other hand through her sodden cunt, getting it slick with juice before draping her arm over her back.

One, two, three teasing little taps of her middle finger against her little rosebud before she pushes in.
 
"Mmm... yes..." Mei moaned as she watched Staci through the camera, making no effort to hide her own masturbation as the new girl dropped onto her knees and presented her ass to the camera.

Stepping back for a moment Mei looked down at the dancer with a critical eye before moving over to kneel beside her. "Your posture's a little wrong. While it's fine for the camera you wouldn't be able to maintain it for long without straining your back, and that might mean not being available for more shoots for several days."

Moving one hand down onto Staci's back Mei gently stroked her fingers down the girl's spine, straightening it out until she reached the girl's tailbone. At the same time the producer slipped her other hand up between Staci's legs, cupping her crotch in her palm, her fingers pressing against the dancer's wet cunt as she did, lifting Staci's hips into a more comfortable pose.

"You'll also need some extra lube on your anus if you want to be able to get good action out of it. Here, let me help," the producer said and before Staci had a chance to react Mei brought her mouth down between the girl's buttocks, her tongue pressing against the girl's puckering anus as she licked and lapped her way around the tight muscular opening.
 
"Your posture's a little wrong..."

Staci's body tensed as she sensed Miss Li stepping closer -- her mere presence being enough to make every nerve in her body stand at attention. Please touch me, please touch me, please touch me... she silently pleaded to herself and couldn't help but gasp when her wish came true. She allowed the slight adjustments to her spine and posture, but the real treat came when Mei pressed her palm against her needy cunt.

Oh god! Rub me... fuck.... please.... Staci grit her teeth and remained silent. That wish wasn't granted... however she was completely taken by surprise at what came next...

"You'll also need some extra lube on your anus if you want to be able to get good action out of it. Here, let me help."

"Oh FUCK!" Staci could not keep silent any longer and gasped out in surprise. Miss Li plucked her finger out of her asshole and replaced it with the wet, firm press of her tongue! "Ooohhh.... that feels good," she whimpered and pushed back against Mei's massaging strokes.

Her mind reeled, unsure of what to do. Her first instinct was to rub her clit raw, but Mei's hand kept her covered... no doubt precisely to deny her a quick release. She felt deliciously helpless with Mei behind her... unable to reach, touch or taste her back. Staci pondered asking the producer to trade places with her so that she could try practicing with the camera watching, but knew that would seem a little desperate. Plus, she had to admit the treatment she was receiving was far more than she bargained for!

Her body squirmed, finding it hard to keep the pose Miss Li demanded and felt her nipples pucker so hard it bordered on pain.

"Oh.... fuck... don't stop.." Staci pleaded weakly and rolled her hips back against Miss Li's face.
 
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Pressing her mouth tightly against the eager young whore's tight rosebud Mei pushed her tongue against the opening and felt it give way. Quickly reshaping her tongue, curling it into a long thin spear, Mei slipped it into the girl's ass as her fingers began to slowly massage Staci's pussy, squeezing the lips between her fingers and tugging at them slightly before letting them slip back with the help of Staci's dripping juices.

Finally, after spending far longer reaming the girl's asshole with her tongue than she'd planned for, pulled her face back and licked her lips with satisfaction. Lifting her juice-stained fingers to her mouth Mei licked them clean, running her tongue along the length of each of them before sucking them into her mouth to clean off every drop of Staci's nectar.

And nectar it was. Even after so many years in porn Mei was still surprised at how different each woman she'd fucked with tasted, both on camera and in her personal life. She knew she really should be heading back behind the camera now, to take up the role of producer once more, but as Staci's unique flavour settled on her tongue Mei found herself leaning in closer.

With a hand on each buttock Mei spread the dancer's well-toned cheeks apart to reveal the engorged lips hiding between the before lowering her face down and pressing her lips to Staci's. As she ran her tongue over the girl's drenched labia Mei moved one hand down, her fingertips playing over Staci's clit, while the other slipped across to rest her thumb against Staci's now well-lubricated anus.
 
Staci's eyes widened further at the sensation of Mei's tongue going rigid and forcing its way past her sphincter. She gasped and caught a moan in the back of her throat. "Oh god, oh god, oh god..." she began to whimper softly, then lost all sense of purpose when Miss Li started squeezing and stroking her drenched pussy lips. Her thigh shivered from the over-stimulation and Staci tried her best to relax her anus and allow Miss Li to penetrate as deep as she dared.

The new sensations were overpowering and Staci was just a touch disappointed when Miss Li's skillful tongue withdrew, but that was only for a beat as the producer's mouth then went straight to her pussy!

"Fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes..." the younger girl whimpered and pushed back from the couch, letting her face rest against the floor, arched her back and spread her legs wider to accommodate Mei's feast. She moaned, panted squired against her tongue but really lost compure when Miss Li applied a little pressure to her rosebud and expertly flicked at her clitty.

"Uhhh... oh.... fu~~~~uck," she panted and held off as long as she could, content to relish in the pleasure she was receiving before she could resist no longer -- threw her head back, her body tensed, then released what was without question the hardest orgasm of her life against her prospective employer's face.
 
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