Keywords: of, an, Journal, Agent:, Ch., 19,

The screen lit up with black and white static for a few seconds. However, it quickly corrected itself and came into focused. The camera was a little shaky but when it stopped moving so much, I got a better view of where it was being filmed.

Halle Berry was certainly in this tape, leaning against a railing near the beach. Damon was talking to her but I couldn't make out what he said. Apparently neither could Halle.

"What did you say?" she said, smiling at him and the camera enthusiastically. Halle was wearing a sea green topped bikini, the bottom piece covered in a shawl like garment that was see-through. Though the picture quality wasn't that great, you could clearly see her long and luscious bronze legs through the material.

"I asked when did you want to become an actress?" Damon said. His voice was unmistakable, but it was a little hard to hear him because of the fast whipping ocean breeze.

"Well, when I was little, I used to put on plays for my mom and brother & sisters. When I became a teenager, I did a little modeling and then really began to try and pursue acting instead. So I guess since I was a kid. When did you know that you wanted to be an assistant?" Halle asked, jokingly shoving Damon in the chest. The camera shook a little bit at this as Damon adjusted.

"Hehe, well, when I was little I started filing papers around the house and..." Damon said in a laughing manner. It caused Halle to burst out into laughter as well. She smiled warmly at the camera, but I could detect a bit of lust in her smile. The conversation suddenly got quiet for a few moments before Halle spoke again.

"I'm getting cold standing here. Why don't we go back to my hotel room and order room service?" Halle said.

"Uhh..yea, I'd like that," Damon said. The camera then switched very quickly into a dimly lit room that I can only assume was Halle's hotel. Off in the distance was the cart that their food had arrived on and I could hear some soft music playing in the background. It had all the makings of a bad porn movie, I thought to myself. Of course, it turns out that I was right.

Damon was moving the camera slowly around the room, looking at all the scattered clothes and empty shopping bags spread around. Something bright and pink came into focus on the camera and Damon zoomed in on it: it was a pair of Halle's panties, thrown on the floor almost in haste. Damon couldn't help but linger on the pair of underwear, zooming in and making sure that ensured seeing them on the tape.

"Damon, put that thing down," I heard Halle say in the background. The camera moved sharply and panned onto Halle laying on the bed, holding her head up with her hand. She had removed the slip that had been covering her legs and now was wearing only the skimpy bikini from earlier.

"Come on Damon, I don't want to be filmed right now. I'm always on camera," Halle said pleadingly.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it. You are just so beautiful," Damon replied. He panned the camera up from her feet slowly up to her face, making sure to stop and linger and zoom in on the obvious parts of her body as the camera drank in Halle's flawless skin.


"Awww...your so sweet. Well, I suppose the camera can stay. We can have fun with it," Halle said, smiling sexily. "Be a good boy won't you and go get something out of my suitcase will you?"

Damon put the camera down on top of the chair he had been sitting in. It showed Halle sitting up to tell Damon something, the audio wasn't real clear. Within a minute or so, I could see the backside of Damon, still wearing the clothes from the office, hand Halle something. He walked back over and picked up the camera, readjusting it and zooming in on Halle again. He focused on her face, and I could see her arm moving below her on her body. Halle threw her head back slightly and moaned a little, her lips pursed in pleasure.

Like an expert camera man, Damon slowly savored the scene and moved his viewfinder down towards Halle's legs. Very quickly it was clear what was going on - Damon had given her a vibrator from her suitcase and Halle was now very slowly working it in and out of her cunt. She had pulled her bikini bottoms to the side and Damon zoomed in on what she was up to.

Her fingers were wrapped around a long, light blue and translucent vibrator. Her pussy was shaved in a very neat pattern, trim and narrow all the way down to her lips. As Halle worked the vibrator in and out of her hole very slowly, her inner lips, as pink as the panties Damon had scanned onto earlier, stretched and quivered around the sex toy. I could hear the motor of the vibrator whirring, but it wasn't nearly as audible as the moans of Halle.

Damon so far had not said anything, but it was clear he was moving closer to Halle's now wet snatch. Slowly, his right hand entered the frame of view on the camera and he held it over Halle's pussy, debating on touching it or not. But Halle made the decision for him, moaning out "Just do it Damon! Touch me!" Without a moments hesitation more, he brought his large, callused fingers down onto Halle's small tight snatch.

Halle immediately began to moan with pleasure as Damon began exploring her sex, rubbing his fingers over and around her hole. Using his other free hand, he zoomed the camera in to show as his hand worked it's way inside of her pussy, grinding in against her clit alongside the vibrator. It wasn't long though before Damon took the vibrator from Halle's nimble, thin fingers and began to move it in and out of Halle's snatch himself.

"Yea, you like that don't you?" Damon said as he moved the sex toy in and out of her pussy.

"Mmm...you know it baby. Fuck me harder with it. HARDER!" Halle cried out as Damon began pushing it in at a more feverish pace, sawing it in and out of her cunt, making sure to rub it against her outer lips and to be CERTAIN to touch on her clit with every stroke. Halle began to moan louder and louder as Damon pushed the rapidly moving toy into her pussy deeper each time.

"Oh yea, that's it baby...fuck my cunt...Do it just like that! Ugghhhhh!!!" Halle screamed. She had moved her hand back down to her pussy and wrapped her fingers around Damon's hand, guiding him around inside of her.

Damon continued fucking her with the toy for a few minutes, Halle's hips now writhing around on the bed, rocking back and forth as she lifted her ass up off the bed to meet the strokes that were pushing into her deepest channels.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" was all that Halle could say, her voice practically screeching as she was lost in a world of her own pleasure. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!!! Oh baby I'm about to cum! Eat me out! Come on Damon, eat me out, please!!" Halle moaned.

Still (miraculously) holding onto the camera, Damon held it out and away from his face at arms length, showing him lowering his mouth to right above Halle's pussy. He had removed the vibrator from her pussy and was now working at her with just his fingers, moving in and out at a tremendous rate. I could see that feeling Damon's hot breath just inches from her snatch was driving Halle mad, but Damon seemed to know what he was doing.

"You want me to eat you out? How bad do you want it baby huh? Tell me how bad you want Damon to lick your pussy," Damon said coolly, smiling into the camera. His camera work and talent at coaxing Halle along was eerie, almost as if he had done something like this before...

"Oh baby, I want it more than anything. Just lick me baby, lick me long and hard and deep! But just do it now! I'm gonna burst into flames if you don't put me out!" Halle cried. Damon again just smiled wickedly for the camera but managed to hit the zoom button and capture the moment just as his tongue touched Halle's inner regions.

Halle cried out in what had to be an orgasm of explosive proportions, as she thrust her hips hard into Damon's face as he licked away at her. Halle moaned for what had to have been a minute as she bounced repeatedly on the bed. Damon managed to hold her down though with the hand that had been previously in her pussy. I could see his fingers glisten with her juices, despite watching a tape - she was THAT wet!

Finally her orgasm subsided and Halle's moans were replaced with panting and the sound of Damon lapping at her pussy. Damon though was still buried between her legs, licking at her pussy savagely, trying to devour and savor every last drop of her juice that he could find. Halle tightened her legs around his head as he continued to lick her, but released him a few seconds later, her legs too tired to hold on any longer.

Damon lifted his head from between her legs and got into a more comfortable position, straddling her waist as he zoomed in on Halle's face. Her forehead and chest were beaded with sweat, the perspiration glistening in the light from the camera.

"Did you enjoy that?" Halle asked, her chest still heaving a little bit.

"Not as much as you apparently. I still want more though. Think your husband would mind?" Damon asked. This caused me to sit up and pay attention - I didn't want to be the cause of an eventual breakup of her marriage. But Halle surprisingly put my fears to rest.

"We have an agreement - neither tells the other what we did while off at work. Since he is on tour and I'm always off shooting movies, that gives us both pretty good flexibility. Of course, it also makes sex with him that much better, not knowing what other hot bitch he has fucked. But that's none of your concern," Halle said, grinning.

"What was it that you had in mind, Mr. Porn Director?" Halle said, mock pouting with her luscious lips.

"Since I saw 'Swordfish', I've wanted to tit-fuck you for the longest time," Damon said. "I hope you don't mind if I do," Damon said. I was surprised at the gall Damon had with a client of the firm, but given how far he had already come, I guess there was no going back now.
*****

Jendrix slowly came to his senses, propping himself up on his elbows and trying to shake the strange buzzing in his head.

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