The casting room felt strangely intimate, even with the cameras looming. Isabella, a woman whose eyes held both apprehension and a hidden fire, nervously adjusted her dress. Omar Galanti, the casting director, offered a reassuring smile. "Relax, Isabella. Just be yourself."
Her audition started innocently enough, a few poses, some playful banter. But soon, the conversation took a decidedly more suggestive turn. Omar, with a predatory glint in his eye, began describing the scene he envisioned. Isabella, emboldened by the attention, found herself strangely aroused.
The air thickened as clothes began to fall. Isabella, now completely naked, stood before Omar, her body trembling slightly. He guided her to her knees, his hands tracing the curves of her back. Her first time performing a blowjob was clumsy at first, but Omar was patient, showing her the technique, until she was sucking dick like a seasoned pro. The taste of him filled her senses, igniting a fire she never knew she possessed.
Next, he turned her around, spreading her cheeks. Ass fucking was a new frontier. She hesitated, but Omar's insistent whispers and gentle probing soon had her arching her back, moaning with a mixture of pain and pleasure. He pounded into her roughly, her cries echoing in the room. The scene escalated into a frenzy of lust as he relentlessly drilled her both holes. As he came inside of her with a facial , she surrendered to the overwhelming sensation, her body wracked with orgasms. Afterwards, Roby Bianchi praised her performance.
Isabella, breathless and flushed, looked at Omar with newfound confidence. This Italian Amateur had just discovered a side of herself she never knew existed. And she was eager to explore it further.
The Italian casting had been a success.
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Omar Galanti