Why would they have it set up like that? Whoever it is gets hard easily, and seems to enjoy how I’m touching him. His touch burns my flesh, makes my whole body run hot. In fact, I want to go back and do it again. His cock a little bit lighter in my hand, a little bit easier to pick up. After he treated me so badly for wanting to do this game show? “Not really,” my boyfriend says. If I’m wrong, I’ll be knocked up by a complete stranger. The game master tells me to lay on the floor, to get ready for my prize. This is going to be a porn shoot, and I am to be its star. I still taste him and swallow his cock down my throat. “Would you like to go out sometime?” “What?!” Jamaal says, grabbing my wrist. His skin is tanned and his face is wrinkled, and his ice blue eyes are half lidded, like he’s very bored or very tired. “I’m the producer of this show, and so it’s my job to tell you what you’ll be doing. Let’s find out!” The game master helps me bend over in front of the second man, who immediately spears me with his cock.
