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The short-haired, voluptuous and edgy Grayson Z walked the busy streets with James Deen. Amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, James could tell Grayson Z was getting increasingly nervous the closer he moved towards her. The beautiful and bombacious miss Grayson was about to debut on her first on-cam sex scene with none other than the ever-so-famous porn star, James Deen. At the back of Grayson’s mind, she couldn’t deny the fact that James was a very attractive gentleman. Any woman would readily strip off their clothes, spread their legs wide open before him. He just had such strong sex appeal that oozed in a way that was not annoying nor repulsive to women. He was a natural charmer. They walked past buildings until they reached a parking spot. James allowed Grayson some time to think things over. After all, anybody would understandably be nervous on their first day at porn. Though it was chilly, James could tell the chemistry between them was starting to ignite the sexual passion bubbling deep inside Grayson’s hot body. Hot body. James fantasized about the sensual curves Grayson hid under her coat. Then a brilliant idea came to mind. He pulled her face so that she faced him, and pushed his thumb in between her plump lips without warning. Luckily, Grayson instantly complied and sucked his thumb slowly. James swore if his thumb functioned like a penis it would’ve cummed. Her tongue was so hot and slow and naughty. But of course, in the end, Grayson wished for more privacy. James thought of another public place that was slightly hidden from the watchful eye of bystanders—the subway. Sure enough, it was dimmer and people cared more about catching a ride than recording a scandal through their smartphones. Grayson hesitated for a bit. Then, she slowly unzipped her coat and pulled her tank top to reveal her tits. It was so brief that it left James craving for more. Back at the apartment where they stayed, Grayson no longer wore her coat. Not long after, she decided to discard her striped blouse as well. ‘All that’s left are her pants’ James thought. He stood before her and leaned his back casually over the refrigerator door. His words had a sensually commanding ring to it, that it magically snapped Grayson off of her inhibitions. She walked back into the room now just clad in her skimpy underwear. Her insane curves drove James Deen loco. Grayson seemed like a slutty schoolgirl, donning only her underwear and long dark grey socks. She sat on the stool before James. The stool was high, and she made sure she raised her leg high enough to give James a good peak at her nether regions. Is this gonna be a long night for James? Will Grayson finally get over her first on-cam sex jitters and finally escalate their flirting into actual, untamed fucking? To be continued….perhaps?