It was a very brief interview as even the media took pity on the dejected-looking teen from QAI. Dave told his father he was leaving that afternoon as soon as he was certain he missed the cut. Dave then said goodbye to his mother and Sam and took a taxi back to his hotel. When he entered his room he pulled out his cell phone and dialed the programmed number. He heard a familiar soft voice say, "Hello?" Hi, Hilary; it's Dave. I'm up in Vancouver and have a few days off. Would you still like me to visit you?"Hilary cheered, "Definitely, I'm still in Los Angeles finishing up the movie. Can you fly down this afternoon?"Dave replied, "I'll check the flights but I imagine I can. I'll call you back when I know for sure."Hilary explained, "I'm just on my lunch break then I'm going back on the set. Call my agent when you know what time the flight is arriving in LA and I'll have a limo pick you up."She told Dave the number before he answered, "I don't need a limo. I'll just take a taxi."Hilary. " "Now say it, or I will stop," he says, menacingly. I tighten my grip on his shoulder, digging my nails in. My tears threatens to fall as my need to have my release becomes unbearable. "Damn it, Dave. Damn you!" I whisper angrily, the first drop of tears betrays me and rolls down my face. "I know," he says, smiling softly at my reaction, "say it, baby." "I want your big cock in my tight pussy, Dave. I want it so much I am aching. Please." “Good girl,” he says, before pushing me down onto the bed and spreading my legs wide open. “Da- ah!” I bite down on my lips to stop the scream that fought to escape me as Dave begins to brutally fuck me with his fingers and rub my clitoris simultaneously. “Yeah, baby,” he grunts with exertion, “tell me you like it. Tell me!” “I- Gah!” I gasp, arching my body, digging my heel into the bed, and pulling at the bedsheets desperately. “I’m cu- fuuuccckkk!” “C’mon baby, yes. Yes. Cum for me baby, cum for me, sweet baby,” he coos roughly, abandoning his.
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