Lily Aldrin paced the sleek Manhattan apartment, her sharp eyes narrowing at Barney Stinson. "You know I hate owing anyone, Barney, especially you. But this debt's crushing me. What's your brilliant scheme this time?" Barney smirked, leaning back with his signature swagger. "Simple, Lily. Porn. High-paying, no strings. You've got the fire—why not monetize it?" Lily crossed her arms, her voice laced with wit. "Porn? Me? I'd rather debate Marshall on quantum physics. But... reluctantly, maybe. Who's the costar?" Barney's grin widened. "Dredd. The biggest in the game. Size-wise, he's legendary." Tension crackled as they met Dredd on set. Lily, strong and unyielding, quipped, "Big claims, Dredd. Hope your performance matches the hype—I'm not here to be impressed by inches alone." Dredd chuckled, his presence dominating. Dialogue sparked: "Feisty. I like that. Let's see if you can handle the real deal." Seduction built slowly—Lily's touches teasing, her body responding despite reluctance, pussy growing wet and dripping as hands explored. "You're hard already? Cute," she teased, gripping his thick cock. The scene escalated to explicit climax: Lily on all fours, Dredd thrusting brutally into her pussy, her ass quivering, panting and sweating as he pounded deeper. "Fuck, your cock's splitting me—harder, but don't think I'm broken," she moaned wittily between gasps. He came inside her, creampie flooding, leaving a gape. Post-climax haze led to agreement for a series. Lily, physically spent yet mentally sharp, whispered, "This is just the start—don't get cocky." A tantalising closing line hinted at more: "But with Dredd's size still throbbing in memory, how far would the next shoot push her unyielding spirit?"
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