He made himself a coffee, and again Bridget came into the kitchen."Bridget, I thought it was just going to be us. Now even you are giving me the cold ...houlder." Fuck, Damon, stop being so fucking needy!" she snapped.“Needy?” Damon dropped his voice, fighting for control.“Yes, Damon, needy. Please do not make this the way you are going to be for the break.”“I won’t, Bridget. But I did expect some form of respect, that you loved me.”“Look, Damon, respect my choices. We are not official or. The favorite of everyone including me was by far Misty. She was incredible and seemed to enjoy her work—a lot.”“So, you’re telling me my wife was not only a porn actress but also a whore?”He paused, averting his gaze before saying, “Don’t be an idiot. You know there is no real difference. Both are sex for money.”“Let me ask, did you fuck my wife, too?”My question seemed to catch him off guard, as he replied, “Jack, what difference does it make? That was years ago, long before you met her. From. Furthermore, the skirt had a zip right abovethe ass crack. Looking further up, was collar with tie. Since her hair was notlong enough yet, then dyke was wearing black Pretty Girl Wig. "Nice work dear. Leaving that zipper unzipped is a nice touch. Now;whenever you will meet with me then you would say; "Hey mistress."before you'll drop on all four, crawl to my throne and kiss each of my shoes.Understood?" Virus asked with a smile."Yes mistress." dyke replied."Then go outside, then knock on the. My friend sometimes touching their personal parts too. I figured out the girl I selected and went to her to talk and introduced myself as a photographer .We casually spoke for sometime and said to her that we’ll photoshoot her in the end .She said okay. I begged my friend to leave her to me and he resisted initially but after literally harassing him he agreed.Everyone left the studio and she was the only one remaining. I asked her to come inside and we started some basic shoot first. Oh my god.