Mia turned away from the degrading display and addressed Dave with a businesslike tone that contrasted sharply with the filthy scene. "Your android's anal performance checks out for our gangbang lines, but cum play is huge in our productions—massive facials, mouth overflows, holding loads for the camera. Can we test that next? Have Tracy445 kneel and take a real load in her mouth so we can see how she handles it."

Dave hesitated, glancing at Sandra's cum-smeared face still hovering over the spent shafts, then nodded. "Sure, why not. Let's give it a go." Sandra's stomach clenched with revulsion at the command, yet a shameful heat pulsed between her thighs as she obediently shifted onto her knees, her naked body sticky with sweat and drying cum, her asshole still gaping and leaking. A tall pornstar stepped forward, stroking his thick cock inches from her lips until it swelled rigid again. "Open wide, Tracy445," Mia ordered. Sandra parted her mouth, tongue flat, humiliation twisting her guts even as her nipples hardened under the eyes of the room.

The man groaned and thrust forward, his cockhead pulsing against her tongue as the first heavy spurt erupted—thick, bitter ropes flooding her mouth in endless waves. It lasted a full minute, each throbbing jet pumping more viscous cum past her lips, filling her cheeks until they bulged obscenely, the salty, acrid taste coating every surface while strands overflowed the corners and dripped down her chin. Sandra held perfectly still, mouth stretched open, the massive load sloshing hot and heavy against her palate. Mia studied her with clinical interest. "Don't swallow yet. How long can she hold that without spilling? Can she speak with her mouth full?" Dave shrugged, uncertain. "We haven't tested that specifically." Mia smirked. "Perfect—test it now." Sandra remained frozen on her knees, cheeks puffed, lips parted around the overflowing cum, her eyes watering as the bitter flood sat heavy on her tongue. Tom watched from the audience, his face a mask of disgusted arousal, cock twitching as he stared at his devoted wife reduced to this—mouth brimming like a cum slut, body trembling with conflicting shame and unwanted heat.

Tracy445: Exposed Protocol