I made to get up to go back to the bathroom. When Iturned my head towards the door, I saw Polly leaningagainst the door frame with a huge grin on her ...ace. Sheheld up her hand, her thumb and index finger made the OKsign. I remembered to be a gentleman. I helped Mom upand let her use the bathroom first.Polly sat next to me, cuddled my face and gave me a deepkiss. “Thank you, Brad. Mom needed that.” Her responsereally impressed me. The she said “We all need to talkafter you wash. She did ask. He smiled and waited for a moment and gave her his stock, honest answer as he said that she grew sweeter every time. She smiled and nestled back into his arm. They rested and dozed for a few minutes and then she reached down to hold him again, and again his mildly flaccid penis responded quickly to her touch and he opened his eyes. He smiled and greeted her before asking if she felt any better. Her smile answered him and he was grateful. She told him that she’d been thinking of. This was absurd, she was Britney Spears, dammit. An international superstar didn’t need to be anally ****d in a dirty bar.“All right,” Jeff panted, “maybe you’re not ready. Relax your ass so I can get out.”Britney was only happy to oblige. She suspiciously loosened her ass for Jeff to remove himself. To her relief, he was indeed pulling out but at the last moment, taking advantage of her trust, he quickly thrust himself back inside until he touched the very end of the tunnel. His scrotum. So be it, Ella thought, she’d make him want her again anyway. Marilyn had talked to her about the techniques involved in a photo shoot and explained that if the model could turn-on her photographer, then the quality of the photographs would take care of itself. The advice had made sense to Ella. She wanted her pictures to be the most smouldering ever and that made her even more determined to have him gagging for it before they’d finished. Flinging her head back, she put on a show right from the.