484 “Tear Down the Entertainment Circle” Sex Trafficking Public Relations Film Award

The male model finally figured out how to do this delicate job under the special guidance of the stylist.

The shooting went smoothly. Although Yin Shuangshuang looked extremely petite when sandwiched between two tall male models, her aura was 2.8 meters tall and almost broke through the camera. It looked like the two male models were here to serve her.

After taking this group of photos, the photographer asked the three of them to prepare for the next group of photos. At the same time, he also called the other strong men to watch. He stood aside to supervise so that they would not ejaculate too early and affect the official shooting effect that would be waiting for a while.

The so-called preparation work is actually nothing more than two male models holding Yin Shuang and fucking her vagina, so that the effect of her vagina being fucked and stuffed with semen can be created during the shooting.

The kimono she was wearing had been carefully taken over by the waiting stylist. After she took off her clothes, the two male models still sandwiched her one after another. The male model standing behind her couldn’t wait to rub his long-erected cock against her slippery pussy. Then he thrust the cock in with a straight thrust, and after thrusting it for ten times, he pulled it out at the reminder of the photographer, and thrust it into her back hole again.

The male model in front of her who had been licking her breasts until her nipples were swollen saw this and quickly inserted his cock into the incredibly small cunt. Both moans and groans became louder and louder as the two of them moved, and they screamed lustfully.

The male models who were watching around her had already started masturbating impatiently. Some of the bold ones even reached out and touched Yin Shuangshuang’s big tits that kept swaying as she was being fucked. Yin Shuangshuang just glanced at him silently but said nothing. This also encouraged the courage of others. Anyone who could reach it put their hands on her breasts.

Yin Shuangshuang knew very well that there was nothing to be pretentious about at this time. The sooner she finished the work, the sooner she could get out of this situation, so her screams became more and more unbearable, wishing that they would cum early.

The photographers who were watching did not join the masturbation group, but they kept snapping pictures with their cameras. Their faces were full of joy. Yin Shuangshuang therefore paid more attention to the management of his expressions, and his face was full of seductive charm.

When the two male models finally ejaculated, Yin Shuangshuang immediately signaled them to raise their buttocks to prevent the semen from affecting the shooting later. The male models who were watching finally waited for the photographer’s approval, and each of them breathed a sigh of relief and ejaculated the semen to the location specified by him.

The last set of photos showed Yin Shuangshuang being held by a man and raising one leg. The man’s cock was inserted into her back hole, and her body was covered with semen. Her eyes were cold. Semen slowly flowed out of her vagina that was opened by the man’s fingers.

After finishing work, she wanted to say hello to Rita, but seeing that she was having sex with a man, Yin Shuangshuang took a brief shower in the shower room set up in the studio and took Bai Mo back.

The two of them got into the car. Bai Mo took some of the business cards he had received and asked Yin Shuangshuang, “Shuangshuang, what should I do with these business cards?”

Yin Shuangshuang had never seen this thing since he came here, so he couldn’t help but take it over curiously. Although the styles of these business cards were different, they all recorded the height, weight, and cock size of these male models in detail, and there was also a cock photo next to it…

Yin Shuangshuang was speechless. It turned out that this was not a world for brushing faces, but a world for brushing cocks. She had really learned a lot.

After throwing the business card back to Bai Mo, she said directly: “I lost it.” It was obvious that she didn’t care about the male models she had just worked with.

***

Returning to the hotel where she stayed during the Blin Film Festival, Yin Shuangshuang was greeted by silence in the room. It was obvious that Du Sheng, who lived in the same room with her, had not yet escaped from various social activities.

She put a tub of water for herself in the bathroom and soaked it in. Then she sighed leisurely. She suddenly felt a little tired. She didn’t know when this day would end.

But thinking about the goal she had set, it was once so out of reach, like a dream, but the popularity of “Memoirs of a Courtesan” at the film festival made her seem to see hope, especially when Du Sheng found out that “Memoirs of a Courtesan” was among the shortlists for several awards.

But she was a little unsure. Although “The Prostitute” had a good reputation among the audience, it still couldn’t stand up to the fact that the heroines of various popular movies personally went to public relations——

That’s right, it’s public relations!

A film festival like this does not prohibit in-depth communication between the starring actors and the judges.

After all, sex is a top priority, and sexual ability is not only a part of strength, but also a key point for judges to examine actors. Naturally, there are no hidden rules or sex transactions.

Under such circumstances, the leading actors of popular movies are all racking their brains to think of how to approach and please the judges, and sexual intercourse is naturally the easiest and least likely to fall over. As a result, the atmosphere in various film festival activities has become more and more open, even to the point where Yin Shuangshuang is stunned, and intercourse is commonplace, and Yin Shuangshuang gradually stops participating in order to avoid getting into trouble.

It’s true that she wants to win an award. She can fuck strangers for work, but this doesn’t mean that she is willing to exchange for an award in this way.

In the final analysis, it was her past thinking patterns that limited her.

But there’s nothing wrong with that. If she really lost the award because she didn’t engage in physical PR, so be it.

When she was being fucked by a strange male actor, or when she occasionally encountered a scene where she was being fucked, she would often think about whether she had any so-called bottom line. Sometimes she would feel that she had lost this thing, but it was not until today that she discovered that she had not lost it. She had been stepped on an extremely low bottom line, and she still existed because of her little pride.

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