The casting agent's office is filled with the scent of leather and the teen's subtle jasmine perfume. As he speaks, his voice deep and authoritative, she feels her panties growing damp. He leans in, his breath hot on her neck, "You're a pretty little thing, aren't you? I bet you'd look good on your knees." She swallows hard, her heart pounding, but she doesn't back down. She wants this, wants to feel his massive cock stretching her tight pussy. She reaches out, tentatively touching his length, feeling it pulse in her hand. He growls, "That's right, sweetheart. Show me what you can do."