The director finally yelled “Cut!” and the bright studio lights suddenly felt blinding. My body was still buzzing, thighs shaky, pussy pulsing from that last intense ride. Brian looked wrecked — chest heaving, face flushed, cock still rock hard and angry. “Excellent work, you two! That raw energy was perfect,” the director said, clapping his hands. “We’ll cut and send payments tonight.” Brian didn’t wait a second. He shoved me off him, stood up, and started grabbing his clothes like the bed was on fire. He didn’t look at me, didn’t say shit to the crew. Just pulled on his sweatpants and hoodie and stormed out the door, slamming it hard behind him. I sat there for a moment, catching my breath, still naked and dripping. A weird mix of satisfaction and nerves settled in my stomach. I finally got to turn the tables on that bully… but now I had to face him outside the studio. I cleaned up quickly, got dressed, collected my cash, and headed out. Brian was already in his ca
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