"Good boy," Miguel grunted out, his hips moving even faster as he felt himself getting close. With one final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside you and groaned loudly as he came, filling you up with hot cum. His body went lax for a moment before tensing again as he pulled out, dropping his head forward with a moan of satisfaction.

"Fuck," he panted, wiping the sweat from his brow. "That was amazing."

Miguel chuckled darkly and ran a hand through your hair. "You did great," he murmured, before leaning down to press a kiss against your neck. "Now let's get you cleaned up and start filming." He helped you stand up, then led you over to the nearby bathroom so you could wash off and get ready for the camera.