Helena had known that the 'discovery' was coming, but that didn't stop her eyes from widening slightly.  She owned a vibrator, sure.  But that was a far cry from the massive black dildo, or the leather collar attached by chain to alligator clamps.  The script hadn't been all that clear about what precisely was going to be used, or maybe she'd skimmed those parts and focused on her lines.<br/><br/>"No."  Helena protested.  "It was a gift!"  She almost flubbed the line as Jamal stepped forward and yanked down his pants.  Her eyes widened further, and her mouth parted in an expression trapped somewhere between fear, shock, and anticipation.  Rationally, it was one thing to know porn stars were well-endowed.  It was quite another to see it, to realize just what they were about to shove inside of you.  She flinched and tried to yank away as he slapped her face with it, the sound resonating as she found the back of her head trapped against Trev.  It hurt, the hard rod carrying enough mass to leave it feeling like a full-on blow.<br/><br/>"Please don't hurt me."  She whined as she felt her arms being pulled back and restrained.  Her eyes were shut as he rubbed his massive cock against his face, the two standing out in stark contrast.  "Please."  She whined again, her mouth open a little more than it had to be, the move a silent invitation for him to shove his cock between her lips.  She felt the stirring in her belly as anticipation continued to build.