Corina Taylor Smiles For The Facial Shot Of Cum

The sun was shining through the window, casting a golden glow on Corina Taylor’s voluptuous body as she knelt before the collaborating director. Her silky brown hair fell in disheveled waves around her face, a testament to the intense scene they had just filmed. Corina’s full, pouty lips were slick with saliva and lipstick, a vivid crimson that matched the hot-pink of her lacy lingerie. The cups of her bra strained against her ample bosom, threatening to spill her perky tits at any moment.

“Alright, let’s set up the next shot,” the director called out, directing his crew to their marks. “Corina, you’re looking perfect. Just keep that sultry expression on your face as you move in for the kill.”

Corina nodded eagerly, her green eyes flashing with excitment. She had been hoping to land a role in a film like this for months, and now she finally had her chance to shine. As the crew busied themselves with lighting and camera angles, Corina took a moment to collect herself, focusing on the task at hand.

When they were ready, the director gave the signal, and Corina turned to face the man sitting in the chair opposite her. His muscular body was glistening with sweat, a hunger in his eyes as he watched her closen in on his semi-erect cock. Corina licked her lips, savoring the flavor of her own lipstick as she positioned herself between his legs. She could feel his gaze burning into her as she began to stroke his shaft, her delicate hand gliding along his length.

“Now remember,” the director called out, “we need that perfect money shot at the end. Give us a warm welcome for those close-up facials.”

Corina smirked, her mind racing with dirty thoughts as she leaned in closer. She could smell the musky scent of his arousal, a primal odor that sent a shiver down her spine. Her tongue darted out, tracing the outline of his cockhead with feather-light strokes before enveloping him fully in the wet heat of her mouth.

The man let out a low groan, his hands reaching out to tangle in Corina’s silky locks. He guided her down further, his hips lifting to push more of himself between those perfect lips. Corina took him in like a pro, her mouth stretching around his girth as she moved up and down his shaft with practiced ease.

She could hear the camera zooming in, focusing on her pretty face as she bobbed her head. Her eyes fluttered open, and she locked gazes with the man she was servicing. There was something deliciously naughty about being on display like this, knowing that she was putting on a show for the world to see.

Her free hand wander up to cup and squeeze his full balls as she slurped noisily around him. The wet slapping sounds of her lips against his skin echoed through the room, a filthy symphony that made her core throb with need.

“Fuck, you’re so good at this,” he grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. “I don’t know how much longer I can last.”

“Mmm, that’s the idea,” Corina purred from around his cock. She released him from her lips and looked up at him through her lashes, a coy smile on her face. “I want to taste every last drop of you.”

With renewed vigor, she dived back down, taking him to the hilt. Her throat muscles constricted around him as she deepthroated him, her nose nestling in his wiry pubes. She held herself there for a long moment, relishing the feeling of being so utterly claimed by him.

When she finally surfaced, gasping for air, she wiped her mouth and looked up at the camera with a wicked grin. “I think it’s about time you gave me that facial you promised,” she said, her voice husky with desire.

The man gripped his throbbing shaft and aimed it at her waiting face. Corina closed her eyes, her tongue extended as she prepared for her reward. With a shout, he started to spray, thick ropes of hot cum painting Corina’s face in a sticky white canvas.

Stream after stream hit their mark, some landing on her lips, some splattering across her cheeks and nose. Corina moaned in delight, relishing the sensation of the warm seed coating her skin. She felt debased and used, but in the best possible way. When it was over, she popped open her eyes and grinned at the camera, making sure they got a close-up shot of her cum-splattered face.

As the crew applauded her performance, Corina stood up on wobbly legs. She smiled at the director, wiping the last traces of cum from her face with the back of her hand. “Was that what you were looking for?” she asked coyly.

“Are you kidding? That was pure gold. Corina, I think we’ve found our leading lady,” the director replied, grinning from ear to ear. Corina felt a thrill run through her at his words. She knew this was just the beginning of her journey into the adult film industry, and she couldn’t wait to see what other naughty exploits she would be getting up to next.

For now, though, she had earned her rest. She sauntered off set, her head held high as she flipped her hair over her shoulder. It had been a hot and heavy shoot, but Corina was used to the heat. She had a feeling that this was only the first of many times her face would be synonym with ‘facial’ in the world of adult entertainment.

And she couldn’t wait to give more fans the opportunity to see her creamed.