GET WHAT YOU NEED featuring Abigail Breslin

[HearszAM]

GET WHAT YOU NEED
featuring Abigail Breslin
Written by HearszAM
CODES: MF, Teen, BJ, Titfuck, Doggie

WARNING: This FICTIONAL story contains sexually explicit situations.
If you're underage or easily offended STOP READING!! Fantasy is Legal.

*This story is set in early 2015 when Abigail was nineteen years of age.

Abigail needed a film role, any kind of role that might propel her to bigger things in the future. Her agent suggested that for Abby to be taken more seriously, she'd have to prove to people that she was more than just that nerdy young girl from "Little Miss Sunshine", where she was nominated for an Academy Award that year.


She received some exposure after her role in "The Call", starring alongside Halle Berry. And her appearance in the surprise hit “Zombieland” kept some Hollywood studios and agents interested.

But an abysmal attempt at a music career meant that the early promise she once had, was starting to become a distant memory. Matters weren't helped by a messy public breakup with her ex, and when she dyed her hair a golden blonde colour, (from a natural brunette) she was almost unrecognisable.


Abigail had just finished reading a script for an erotic thriller, something that she wouldn't normally show an interest in previously. But the petite actress knew that she wouldn't get many good scripts like this one, and immediately asked her agent to call the director to apply to audition for the role.


Making her way to downtown Los Angeles, Abigail was on her way to film director Robert Coyle's office. Her agent had pulled a lot of strings just to get her this audition, the teen making the three-name shortlist. Breslin had read the script several times and was aware that she would be pushing the boundaries given the extreme darkness of her role and the fact that she'd be expected to wear just a bra and panties for several scenes throughout.


Abby was aware that she had a lot of male fans that wanted to see more of her figure, given the online reaction whenever she displayed her generous cleavage. Arriving at Robert Coyle's office, his assistant had her sit on a sofa in the waiting room. She was advised that she was the last of the three to audition for the part. Ducking his head out of his office door, Abigail was introduced to Mister Coyle for the first time.


"Debby, could you go deposit that check that was dropped off before, right now? Then give yourself a lunch break. Thanks", he said to his personal assistant.


"Yes, Mr Coyle. I'm on my way!", she replied, grabbing her belongings and heading out the front exit.


"Miss Breslin it's a pleasure", he said, extending his arm to offer her a hand to shake.


"Please, you can call me Abby", she said with a warm smile.


Her attire hadn't gone unnoticed, the teen dressed in a black skirt and a blue coloured blouse, the tight top pushing up her large breasts. There was a noticeable ridge in between her creamy white tits, no doubt put on display to get the middle-aged man’s attention early.


The actress wore lace-up over-the-knee boots teamed with a black mini-dress and blazer, with her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders in long waves. For the audition she'd put on some heavy black eye makeup, pale lipstick and some delicate layered gold necklaces completing her stunning look. Robert Coyle had plenty of teenage girls auditioned for him before. They all tried little things like dressing in a sexy, eye-catching way to hopefully land the role that they were speaking for.


He took an interest in Abigail due to her willingness to try something different from the roles she had previously accepted. At first look, Robert could tell she would be ideal looks-wise when seeing her up close, especially when it came to the important scenes where she would be dressed in just her underwear. He took his job very seriously, but that wasn't to say he didn't get turned on by the thought of a teenager in his office, trying to impress him by showing her God-given gifts. But he had always kept things very professional, so as to not make potential candidates for film roles like Abigail, uncomfortable.


"So you've read the script. Your agent says you have no qualms about any of it. But do you have any questions before we begin?"


Sitting on the sofa adjacent to him, Robert couldn't help but steal a few glances at her massive cleavage when she leaned forward to speak, her milky white breasts now becoming the centre of attention. Abigail knew what she was doing, and hoped that giving him a free look at her blossoming chest would help convince Robert in selecting her over the other two girls.


"I love the script and I believe I can be the character, Emma, without any problems. Exactly how much screen time will I need to be in my underwear for though?" she asked, looking at him innocently with her dark encircled blue eyes.


"About twenty, twenty-five minutes is what we're looking at. I want to make sure that whomever the role is given to, that they are first comfortable doing this. So with that in mind, we should read one of the scenes where Emma is confronted by Caine in the bedroom on page sixty-nine of the script. You know the one?"


Abigail was aware of what he was referring to. It was a tense scene where Caine had cornered Emma in her room, the female character wearing just a bra and panties.


"So, would you like me to read these lines with you, and take my clothes off?" she asked.


"That'd be great. It's just so I can get an idea of what you'd look like on-screen, just to see if you fit the profile for what I'm looking for. If you’re okay with this, and anything we do afterwards, then I'll be ready to read some lines with you".


The director seemed to be nonchalant with his request. He knew she was a pretty young girl, but his interest in her was purely professional. Abigail was prepared to be asked if she was required to read lines in her underwear, given the number of times she'd read over the script. She knew whenever guys were eager to check out what she had underneath her clothing, or if they stared at her chest a little too long. This became even more evident to her after being stripped down to her underwear in the later stages of the movie “The Call” which she featured in.



But Robert didn't do either of those things, which made her comfortable enough to do the scene. She’d had the advantage of being in her underwear during “The Call”, so this was an easy decision for Abigail. Without a word, she shed her blazer and blouse, then discarded her mini dress swiftly. She went to remove her black knee-high boots before Robert stopped her.


"Keep the boots on. We'll just go through a few lines, and it should only take a few minutes".


Abby nodded, the cool air of the air conditioner making her body slightly shiver given the lack of attire she had on. Robert got a good look at her. She had quite a voluptuous figure, the teen's pale white body covered only by her boots, and her matching sea blue bra and panties. She wasn't typically stick-thin like a lot of girls that normally auditioned. Her wide hips and large plump breasts complimented her cute face and dazzling blue eyes. Against his own will, Robert felt his cock begin to stir as he looked at the teen who was more than half his age. Breslin pouted prettily for him, hoping it would help her land the role she so desperately wanted.


"Did you bring your script?"


"No, I'm sorry I didn't", she replied, worried it might work against her.


"Not to fret. I have a spare copy here".


Turning to the required page, Abby took a deep breath, and when she was ready, she began to read.


"What are you doing here?" Abigail, as the character Emma asked.


"You know I can't resist being away from you Emma", Robert, as the character Caine replied.


"You're insane! My Dad will kill you if he knew you were here, alone with me like this".


Robert was impressed. Her facial expressions and the tone of her voice were on point, exactly how he wanted Emma to be portrayed. His character closed in on her, Abigail backing against her fictitious bedroom wall. His face was close to hers, looking down at the petite teenager, eyeing her mountainous cleavage from above. She was only five foot one, Robert towering over her as he was easily a foot taller.


"You want me to leave? I get the feeling you want me to stay, seeing how wet you look down there", he said, lightly stroking the side of her beautiful young face.


Abby's stomach tightened at his touch. The curvy teen wasn't even sure if she was acting now or if she was just nervous.


"My Daddy could be home any minute you know?" she said in a nervous tone, knowing the scene was almost over.


"He won't be. I just left the office before I got here, he won't be home for hours".


Caine was Emma's Dad’s best friend at his job and a close colleague. But due to a failed merger which cost him and the company lots of money, he decided to seduce his friends’ daughter and eventually kidnap her and hold her to ransom. Caine, unbeknown to the people he worked with was a psychopath, had a dark history and was wanted in three different states. Several name changes and identities had kept him from ever being caught.


When he met Emma a few weeks ago for the first time at a work function, he was instantly attracted to her. But ever since all the staff had missed out on quite a large bonus, it was like a switch had flicked in Caine's head, which made him revert to his old, evil ways. He tried to be a good man, but the way he was treated by Emma’s father, plus the psychological issues that he had embedded deep within, caused him to seek revenge in his own way.


Emma, being a rebellious teen, resented her father and saw him as the reason their mother left. She confided in Caine and found herself instantly falling for his charm and good looks. If only she knew what he really had in mind.


Before Abigail could continue, she referred back to her script and found she didn't recognise the next couple of paragraphs. What surprised her even more, was that her character was expected to take off her bra!


"Wait, wait! Has this script changed because it says here that um... That Emma takes off her bra?"


Robert was just as surprised, but mainly because Abby hadn’t been made aware of the amended script in the past few days.


"Did your agent not give you the extra couple of pages of script that the writer sent out last Friday?"


"No… No, he didn't", she replied, cursing her agent for not advising her of this.


She was angry with him but tried her best not to show it.


Abigail didn't say a word, still bewildered and concerned that such a miscommunication could cost her a chance to be considered for the role.


"I'm so sorry Abby. I don't know what happened, but the writers and some of the co-producers thought it'd be best if Emma made herself completely vulnerable by including this in the movie. I just presumed you knew", he said, feeling a tad guilty that he had to be the one to let her know.


"I don't know how this happened as the other two girls who were in earlier got the same amended script. They both said they were aware that there would be a topless scene,  so they were better prepared for their audition. Look, I understand if you don't want to continue, and again, I apologise for not mentioning this before we began. Maybe I can find another role for you in the future to make up for it", Robert said, trying to smooth things over.


He'd already accepted that Abigail wouldn't want the role now, given her look of shock and despair.


But Abby was still mulling things over in her head. She really wanted this role, despite what had just been alerted to her. She wasn't a child anymore, and she didn't want Robert, or anyone else to make her feel like one. So with that, she reached behind her back, unclasped her brasserie, and let the large cups fall off of her body.

 



Robert wasn't expecting this from her. His eyes widened in shock as Abigail's blue bra hit the floor, unveiling her huge, 34D-sized naked tits to him. They were two round, globes of milky perfection, capped off his hard pink nipples. The two girls before had also been topless in his office when they auditioned earlier. But their respective chests were nothing quite as exquisite looking as Abby's. Robert began to feel his cock further harden, betraying the professionalism he had shown with the other two young actresses. There was just something about Abby, standing before him in just her boots and blue cotton panties that sent a thrill through his body.


"I still want to audition for this role Mr Coyle, if that's okay?" Abigail asked, hoping that her courageous move was going to be worth it.


"Umm, s-sure", he stammered.


"Shall we continue?" Abigail asked him, her heavenly chest rising and falling as she breathed.


Despite the fact he wanted to carry on, Robert knew he had to put a stop to this audition for his own good. He was worried that spending another minute with the topless teen would make him say or do something he'd regret. He couldn't quite put his finger on why she was having this kind of effect on him.


"Actually, that'll be all for now Miss Breslin. I appreciate you coming in today and for being so brave. But I'd suggest you take the script home and read what the writer has added and if you like what you see, then I'll organise to have you in for another reading. But I can't make any promises, nor can I assure you of the role of Emma. I'll just be at my desk now.  I'll um, turn around so you can get redressed".


Robert returned to his desk, sitting in his office chair and spinning it around so he was facing away from the topless teen. His breathing was quite erratic and his face all flushed. The director felt pangs of guilt, given he was a married man.


Abigail could sense that something wasn't quite right with the situation, and wondered why he wouldn't let her continue with the audition. With the new script in hand, she decided to read a few pages of the edited scene. She was shocked and also fascinated to find that Caine and Emma's scene had gone from simple kissing and fondling to an almost soft-core porn scene instead.


Lines such as "he squeezed and licked her breasts" and "she pleasured Caine's huge penis with her tiny mouth" had made Abigail suddenly realise why Robert was reluctant to continue.


The script was even more erotic and daring than before, and in a weird sense, that excited the buxom blonde. She had already noticed the way Robert's stare had held longer than it should have, whenever his eyes were affixed on her naked chest. Not to mention seeing the huge bulge in his pants that had formed in the last few minutes.


Abigail knew what most guys wanted, and Robert seemingly was no different. Something had come over the semi-clad teen, and she was going to act on her impulses.


For a much older man, Abigail did find Robert to be a good-looking guy, which would only help her with what she planned to do. Abby walked over to the door to lock it, unbeknownst to the director. She removed her boots, now only wearing her panties. Heading around to his side of the desk, Robert’s eyes were focused on a text message he was reading. He was unaware that she was standing beside him.


Tapping him on the shoulder, she finally had his full attention.


"Miss Breslin??" he asked, shocked that she hadn't put her clothes back on, rather she was now wearing less.


"I really want this role, Mr Coyle.." she said seductively, now standing in front of him so he could get a great look at her nearly completely naked body.


"Abigail, why are you.."


"Shhh!" she said as she moved forward so she was bent over, her face close to his.


"I read the next few lines, and I think they're great, just what this film needs. Now I want to show you just how much I'm willing to be in it".


"Abigail, this is highly innapropr..."


Cutting him off, she remarked, "Emma. I'm still in character. You can be Caine or Robert, just let me convince you.."


Abby was now sitting upon his lap, grinding her plump ass against his straining erection, her soft round tits pressed against his chest.


"Oh, good lord.." Robert murmured, his face getting a close-up view of her awesome breasts.


He felt like he was paralysed to the point he couldn't move. He knew it was wrong, but he found it hard to resist having such a hot, willing naked teen practically begging to let her pleasure him.


"Touch my breasts", Abby requested, taking his hands and placing them both upon her delicious rack.


He was reluctant to even make a move, which Abby could tell from his static state.


"What's wrong? Don't you like me? Don't you find me attractive? she asked, purposely grinding her ass against the stiff pouch in his pants.


He couldn't help but react to her desire, his fingers clenching so he could massage her milky white tits.


They felt full and tender, his fingers kneading her succulent tit-flesh. Abigail closed her eyes as the older man fondled her chest, wiggling her ass against his erect member. She ran her fingers through his slightly greying hair, pulling him forward so his face was in between her soft chest cushions. Abigail shook her chest, her heavy mounds smacking lightly against each of his cheeks.





"Put your mouth on them", she asked, offering her right orb with her hard nub pointing at his open mouth.


Grabbing both of her tits, Robert leaned forward and closed his mouth over her taut nipple. He flicked his tongue upon and around the stiff teat, Abigail moaning as she felt his lips suck on her breast and his teeth graze against her sensitive nub. He alternated between her succulent pair, pushing her tits together and licking in between her cleavage. He loved the little girlish moans she made whenever he fervently suckled on her luscious teen jugs.


Not holding back her lust for the director, Abby pulled him in tight to get closer so she could shove her tongue down his throat. Robert was intoxicated by her alluring perfume, which only inspired him to kiss her back with as much passion. Feeling the small of her back, he moved his perverted hands downward, sliding his fingers underneath the elastic of her underwear so he could cup and squeeze her soft plump derrière.


Abigail became the aggressor, hungrily licking and smothering her lips along one side of his neck, kissing his collarbone and then down to his chest. Robert was then reminded of the next part of the movie script, where Caine commands Emma to drop to her knees in between his legs. Just as he began to think about that, Abby had already started to unbutton his shirt, slowly kissing down his fit physique, her huge supple breasts sliding along his frame during her descent, with the rest of her near-naked form.


Robert had been married for fifteen years, he and his wife had been high school sweethearts. He hadn't been with another woman in all that time. But seeing this cute, blonde-haired, blue-eyed topless teen on her knees in his office and unzipping his pants, the moralistic side of his mind had already thrown in the towel. His eyes were of disbelief that such a seemingly mature well-mannered actress would act like this. Of course, he'd heard of celebrities that tried to sleep their way to the top. He just never imagined that Abigail Breslin was that kind of celeb.


She pulled down his business pants so they were pooled around his feet, the much older gentlemen’s manhood only concealed by his boxer shorts. Abby ran a hand upon the firm bulge, Robert taking a deep breath as she played with him. Gripping each side of his shorts, her crystal blue eyes illuminated when his seven-inch cock was unleashed. What was more surprising to her was that he was void of any pubic hair, which only made the size and thickness of his shaft, all the more impressive.


Abigail could barely wrap her small fingers around the base, Robert's body tensing as she gently slid her hand and down up his stiff pole. She lent her face over the tip, dribbling some saliva down upon it. With his penis now lubricated, Abby was able to fluently jerk his dick, pulling back his foreskin upon her downstroke from the bulbous head. Her simple caressing was driving him insane, but that was nothing compared to when she began licking his length from the base to his spongy head, lathering it up with her saliva, her eyes affixed on his as she did this.


"Oh shit!" he hissed when Abby's pouty lips closed around one of his balls, sucking one, then the other, rolling her tongue around the sensitive orb.


"Your line Caine", Abigail said, awaiting his response as she flicked her tongue teasingly against his cock slit.


He realised what he was expected to say next, and knew there was no way he could stop her from here.


"Suck it, Emma.."

With a sexy little grin, Abby opened her tiny mouth and closed her soft lips around the pulsing crown. Robert grunted as she sucked firmly on the head, massaging it with her tongue and feeling the air exhaling from her nostrils against his stomach. Abby started to bob her head as she worked her lips up and down his shaft. He watched the gorgeous blonde work her mouth and tongue along his cock for the next couple of minutes, making sure he was rock solid and thoroughly enjoying her delicious blowjob.


“I think it’s hard enough for my pussy.” the young New Yorker said, before taking his cock back into her mouth, effortlessly deep-throating his steely member.


"Oh christ!"


She worked her lips up and down his shaft several times, before moving forward so her breasts rested upon each of his inner thighs. Robert, despite his age, had never titfucked any woman before, not helped by the fact his wife had very small breasts. As Abigail grabbed her large tits and closed them around his upright shaft, he couldn't help but groan having felt her soft twins enclosed around him.


"Holy shit..." he uttered, the heavy-chested actress using her firm fleshy balloons to jerk his dick.


The director had the often knee-jerk reaction, thrusting upwards so he was fucking Abigail Breslin's meaty breasts.


"Feels good fucking my tits yeah?" she teased, in the middle of him sliding in between her sweaty, succulent chest.


"Uh-huh", he stammered, her huge tits firmly squeezing and stroking his most sensitive body part, almost bringing him to the brink.


Just before he could, Abigail put a stop to proceedings, much to his dismay.


"Sorry, not just yet Caine", she said, torturing the director by cutting short her titty-fuck session.


His despair soon turned to the realisation that she was going to fulfil what the character Emma does in the screenplay. Standing up before him, Abby dipped a finger into the sides of her cotton panties, sliding them down her legs. The golden-haired beauty had a neatly trimmed blonde bush in between her round thighs, her slit already doused in her own juices.


"I want you inside me Caine", she yearned, the nude teenager re-straddling the director, placing her hands on each shoulder and positioning herself back onto his lap.


Abby kissed him deeply, moaning into his mouth, purposely rubbing her engorged cunt lips along the length of his huge staff.


Robert had his hands running up and down the tender skin of her back and hips. Abby stopped their lip lock momentarily, reaching in between their bodies to grab his rock-hard penis, directing it towards her warm wet opening. He wasn't sure how he'd got to this point, but looking into her eyes from up close, he knew there was no way he could resist her. Robert's entire body felt like an electric current was running through it when she rubbed her slimy lips against the spongy head. Once in position, Abby cried out loud when she felt Robert's thick girth pierce it's way beyond her tight walls, holding him tightly as she became almost completely impaled upon his turgid member.


"Unghh God, so big, so thick.." she hissed.


Her full breasts were pressed up against his chest, Abigail still trying to get accustomed to his huge cock stretching her velvety walls.


Robert was in a state of sexual bliss. His heels dug into the carpet, as he tried to keep himself still, loving the fact he had a gorgeous naked teen sitting on his grateful cock. What made the feeling even more incredible was that he was inside of her completely bareback, feeling every quake and contraction of her inner cunt walls around him.


Abigail began to slowly rock her body upon the stunned director, feeling her vagina further lubricate the faster she rode him. Her lovely jugs bounced erotically as she worked her hips against his, panting uncontrollably as she bottomed out upon his seven-inch member. The way she wailed and whimpered as she gyrated in his lap, only inspired him to heighten her pleasure, grabbing her huge funbags and then sucking and slobbering all over her hard nipples.

"Damn I love these tits" he shamelessly admitted.


"Ohhh fuck me!" she begged in reply.





He complied by grabbing her plump ass cheeks with each hand, thrusting upward into her slick vagina, railing into her relentlessly. Abigail felt like an orgasm wasn't too far away, Robert recognising that open-mouthed look that every woman gives when they are about to cum. Wanting to get his own back, he held her ass down so he was buried balls deep inside the teen, stopping her from riding him.


"Why did you stop?" she asked, visibly upset with him.


"Hey, it's only fair. Besides, have you forgotten that Caine was the one in control here?"


"Oh, you're right. Sorry, I kind of got carried away there didn't I?" she giggled, enjoying the sex so much that she'd lost all sense in following the script a while ago.


Hopping off of him, she turned around, the director seeing her thick round ass for the first time.
To her surprise, he grabbed her by the hips and firmly pulled her back towards him, so she was sitting on his lap with her back against his chest.


"You'll cum when I tell you to, you hear me?" he said with his mouth up close to her ear.


"Now sit on my cock", he commanded.


Abigail lifted her body up, allowing the older man to feed his twitching cock back inside her warm quim.


"Nghh", she shuddered, the new angle of penetration making her take his shaft deeper than before.


Abby started at a steady pace, spreading her legs apart to get more comfortable. Robert cupped her huge bouncing breasts, pinching and squeezing them as he kissed up and down her neck. Squelching noises came from down below as she rode his cock, juices still flowing and her orgasm once again building.


“Ohh fuck! Your dick is so fucking big” Abigail cried over and over, her ass slapping against his thighs as she bounced upon him.


"Do it, cum all over my cock!" he demanded, knowing she was close when she began to rub furiously underneath the hood of her slit.


He dropped one of his hands from her tit to help play with her clitoris, the contact setting the blonde bombshell off.


"Oh my god, oh my, I'm..yes! Cumming!!" she wailed, grinding her cunt and thighs against him as she had an earth-shattering climax.


Abby eventually felt her whole body go limp but knew that there was more to follow. She revelled in the feeling of his gentle caresses of her young body and his soft kisses against the nape of her neck.


"Stand up, and bend over my desk", he whispered.


She slipped his soaking member out, placing her hands on the other side of his work desk, her large tits mashed against the wooden surface and her round plump ass in an inviting position, making his cock throb at the sight. Abby parted her legs as he approached her, gripping the polished piece of furniture as her cunt lips were peeking out from just below her ass cheeks. Robert held her hips, quickly ramming his cock all the way inside her inflamed, velvet-like cunt.


"Uhhhh!!" she gasped, his thighs smacking against her round cheeks, causing them to ripple.


She looked so good right now. Naked, bent over, her full round white derriere before him as he took her doggy style right there on his office desk. He didn't bother going slow, the thought of being in total control inspiring him to rail into her to his heart’s content. He could hear Abby's huffing and puffing as he pummelled her battered cunt, loving her little shrieks and how her ass shook when he drove his cock balls deep inside her.


He used a hand to grab the back of her neck, pulling her up slightly as he pumped his dick into her warm moist chamber. Robert could see from a mirror, on the opposite side of the room, Abby's pleasure and pained facial expressions as he relentlessly fucked her. Abby's big tits shook back and forth, lightly smacking against each other as she took his forceful thrusts like a champ. He cupped her firm, succulent teen breasts, fondling them while he continued to rail into her.



Robert flipped Breslin over, lying her on her back, Abby's legs spread apart and her thighs and vaginal area flushed in a light shade of pink. He could tell she was out of energy, so he knew he should wrap things up soon so she wasn't staggering out the door when she was set to leave. He took a good hard look as his cock slowly pried its way back into her tight little twat, salivating at the feeling of skin-on-skin once again. The inner folds of her vagina muscles clenched around his thick shaft, lubricating itself once he began sliding in and out of her. Abby's thighs closed around his hips, her soft chest cushions shaking back and forth as he pounded her for all she was worth.


"Oh god fuck me!" she cried.


Looking down at her, Robert only just realised that the supposedly innocent-looking teenager could have been old enough to be his daughter. Knowing that she was more than half his age, only made the scenario even hotter in his dirty mind. Just having this thought in his head was making Robert's balls ready to burst at any moment. He mauled her large soft tits with both hands, squeezing them tight and pushing them together, whilst he rhythmically swivelled his hips, pumping into her faster and faster. His thighs and balls clapped against her, Abigail's lust-filled eyes beckoning him to release. Robert pinned her thighs down as he sawed into the heaving blonde, Abigail cupping her chest, pushing her tits together, begging him,


"Take it out and cum all over my breasts.." she said in a sweet soft voice.


"Grrrr", he grunted, pulling out of her and moving to one side of the desk, so he could aim the head of his shaft at her incredible rack.


"Uhhhh.." he grunted, jerking his cock wildly and spurting his warm creamy load onto her luscious breasts…


Abigail savoured some of the salty-tasting juice, the teen rubbing the sticky seed around her soft sweaty globes.
While Robert was trying to recover, he felt a shock through his spine at the feeling of Abigail taking his spent shaft between her lips, licking and sucking his semi-erect penis clean, much to his delight.


Robert never confirmed to Abigail if she was guaranteed the part, but she could tell that it was as good as hers by the way he kissed and groped her just before she departed his office. Sure enough, Abby did get the role, but this was confirmed on the same day that Robert had resigned from doing the film, with prestigious director Owen Kendry taking over from him.


Media reports suggested that one of the other two girls who auditioned for the role, filed a sexual assault complaint against the married director, causing him to withdraw from being involved with the film. As soon as all of this came to light, Robert had advised Owen that Abigail, after giving him his own personal recommendation, would be the ideal choice for the role of Emma. He also mentioned that she'd be open to any ideas, suggestions or script changes when shooting began for the raunchy R-rated film.
 
The End.

[Cadeauxxx]

Many thanks for posting this, great story!

[TLMorgan]

Wow!!!! Fantastic story! Abigail has a very underrated body in Hollywood. Glad to see that director put her voluptuous body to some good use!