Backstage with Kissy

I hadn’t met Kissy before we shot. The camera guy said she was a fresh blonde with real heat. First time I saw her she kept her eyes down, quiet, not the usual girl who walks in ready for the lens. The brunette who joined us knew the ropes, and between the two of them everything changed. Kissy shed the shyness the second skin touched skin. She dropped to her knees between us, mouth open, taking turns until her lips were slick and her breathing rough. The three of us moved fast after that. Hands grabbing, bodies sliding, every angle filled while the camera kept rolling.