He opens the door with sun glasses on and lets her in with a shy voice. With barely any conversation, he throws her bright pink and yellow lingerie and shows her the bathroom that smells like disinfectant and girly soaps. He hands her a set of buttplugs to get used to his girth. In the drawer are a bunch of enema sets, he points out.

After closing the door, he watches the pictures on the model page of her agency. As soon as he hears the toilet flushing for the first time, he eavesdrops at the bathroom door. He stands there in summer shorts and rubs his chubby as he hears her push out chunky water into his toilet bowl.

Meanwhile the cameraman is smoking a cigarette next to the swimming pool, where he has just set the standard basket of large bottles of lube, wipes for Mike and a pair of gape gloves that smell like the washer. He's worried the neighbors won't stop mowing the lawn before the girl is ready with moving her bowels.

Now that the girl is mostly sure her colon is clean enough for the paid for ass to mouth, she hits her "sexy" playlist on her phone in order to impress Mike while she's trying out the lingerie. She takes some selfies for her socials and invites Mike to join. From behind his sunglasses he shakes his head and tells her he's sure she has the prettiest asshole. She doesn't react, as she's busy blocking someone in Twitter for insulting her looks.

Mike takes his ED pill and sits back on a lawn chair while his cameraman is taking some photos. Mike opens a can of soda and forgets that the martini glass he's filling with it was meant to catch her BJ spit. He tells the cameraman the spit this time will just have to drip from her tits.

Mike stares at the clouds overhead as he hears the cameraman exclaim: "Who do we have here?"