by Writing Shark
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone. Part II
With the second load of sperm in her pussy, Anna staggers out of the trailer and absentmindedly wipes her lips with her thumb. Damian’s approving looks greet her as Jason Moore comes out of the trailer behind her.
“Ready sweetie?” Damian asks her.
“Let’s continue, Sir,” Anna nods and staggers towards the set. There she’s supposed to play an overworked diner employee and two hard fucks in one day let her slip into the right mindset.
“I got my ticket for the long way ’round,” she sings, staring at the pictures on the wall. She used to be like that and had printed out pictures of places she would like to be. Now, her pussy overflowing with cum, her body aching and her mind fucked clear, she is closer to her goal than ever. “Two bottles o’ whiskey for the way. And I sure would like some sweet company. And I’m leavin’ tomorrow, what do you say?” She has already found sweet company in Jason Moore, who is kind of cute when he stuffs old chip bags into her ‘useless teeny cunt’ and pulls her tits. But his gaze is warm and almost admiring, something she didn’t notice during her sessions with Hailee Steinfeld.
“When I’m gone. When I’m gone. You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.” She thinks of Hailee, alone with the lions, used and engulfed in porn. But Anna has no pity. She is where she wants to be and Haille is a girl. She is also where she needs to be to get to where Anna is now.
“You’re gonna miss me by my hair.” Her hair, which either Damian or Jason will mess up again later when they ride Anna like a wild mare. She somehow likes to be dominated, she quickly figured that out and now her life only gets better because she no longer has to fuck like a cheap whore but like an expensive Hollywood whore. A high-class prostitute who gets something in return for being fucked like an animal from behind and having her hair pulled.
“You’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh.” Maybe she’ll miss being taken everywhere too. She thinks of Jeremy. He will definitely miss her. “You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone,” she sings and is happy.
“When I’m gone. When I’m gone. You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.” Maybe she shouldn’t be so hard on Jerremy and Hailee. After all, Jerremy was always happy to give his money to use her, she never had to fight for the two hundred dollars that belonged to her, the 1.8k for Damian was of course never a question. Other customers needed extra convincing. And Haillee is now all alone with them.
“You’re gonna miss me by my walk.” The strange walk she had after a hard night, a few thousand dollars in her pocket, a few dozen fucks further on the way to her destination. And now she’s done it. She is so grateful to Damian. “You’re gonna miss me by my talk.” Something Jason likes about her. Not just the dirty talk that she can do so well, also the talking before and after with men who see her as not just the life support system for her three holes but a little bit more. Something vaguely reminiscent of a woman. “You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.” And at some point, this woman will have made it and will travel to the goals for which she took this path in life.
“I got my ticket for the long way ’round.” A trip around the world, all alone, to all the destinations she likes. “The one with the prettiest of views. It’s got mountains, it’s got rivers. It’s got sights to give you shivers.” And she imagines that she’s not alone there, on the beach of a Caribbean island. Damian is there, sitting next to her on the sand and applying cream to her back while the sun shines warmly. Then there he is, in a lonely mountain hut, just him and her and a furry carpet.
“But it sure would be nicer with you.” Her eyes fall on Damian. And he smiles.
“When I’m gone. When I’m gone. “You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.”
And Anna smiles too.
“You’re gonna miss me by my walk.” The walk after he fucked her so hard that she can barely stand upright. “You’re gonna miss me by my talk.” The talk in her rough voice after his cum has made her fucked raw mouth overflow. “You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.” She almost spills her text when she thinks about being separated from Damian. Now she’s reached her destination and he won’t have to worry about her as often anymore. Now he’s really her pimp who sells her to directors. And she won’t be able to see him or serve him as often anymore.
“When I’m gone. When I’m gone. You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.” She gives him a pleading look, hopes that he can see through the facade she’s playing her role as a teasing nice girl and realizes that she’s a desperate whore who wants to give herself to him must submit and be fucked hard.
“You’re gonna miss me by my hair.” You can do whatever you want with me!
“You’re gonna miss me everywhere.” You can do me everywhere!
“Oh, you’re sure gonna miss me when I’m gone.” Oh please let me stay with you Sir!
The rest of the song is a stupid repetition that she doesn’t notice much of. She desperately tries to put on a good show for the cameras while her body is on the verge of collapse. Everything hurts and she is torn by the desire to become a successful actress and get a third load of sperm into her body.
Damian needs to cum in me more than Jason. Damian stands over Jason. I need Damian’s sperm!
“Anna, that was fantastic!” Jason exclaims when she has finished and smiles at Anna. “You were…”
“Good job Anna.” Damian pushes past Jason to Anna. “Come on.” Then he grabs her arm and pulls her into her trailer.
“Sir I…” His hand lands on her cheek and she spins around. She stares at Damian with watery eyes, love in her gaze.
“You stupid piece of shit” he murmurs with humor. “I knew it.” He shakes his head with a smile.
“I’m yours Sir,” the girl breathes and begins to undress.
“Where did he fuck you?” he wants to know.
“On the bed.” Anna points to the small bed in the trailer.
“On the floor,” Damian growls and Anna obeys. Then he grabs her ass, pulls it apart and sinks himself hard and painfully deep into her.
“Oh god sir! Thank you thank you Sir for fucking my ass Sir!”
“Shut your whore mouth you fucking animal” growls Damian and Anna presses her hand hard to her lips. “I see that you love me. So don’t act like a stupid teenager, just do your job and fuck Jason out of his mind.” Anna nods in panic as the pain gives way to pure pleasure. “You did it,” Damian says a little nicer. “Now don’t screw this up, be at Jason’s disposal and as a reward I’ll fuck you for whatever little sanity you have that isn’t already swimming in my cum.” Another nod, violent and grateful. “And who knows…” Moaning, Damain rams himself into Anna Kendrick. “If you’re nice, I’ll take you to the beach and rub some cream on your back.”
“Yes! Oh my god yes! YES!” The whole set can hear her.
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