G. smiled. "It's exercise!" "*I *don't need any more exercise. Dad's going to have me doing push-ups and laps for a month." "Why does he object to you...becoming an actor? After all, he was once an actor, himself." "He never told you about what's it like to be a has-been kid actor?" "He doesn't like talking about things that upset him." "He doesn't have that problem with me," Jim grumbled. "But you're not going to be a child actor, like he was." "Oh, he's made sure of that. My mom's an agent,. "Tell me you like it. Look at me and tell me you like it," she ordered this time. I opened my eyes. Her face was right in front of mine with her hair slicked back and wet. She was staring up at me. She reminded me of Sharon Stone from a 1990s movie. So beautiful, so sexy."I like it, babe, it feels good," I managed to blurt out. That was a good start, but still not enough for her."What feels good? What do you like that I'm doing?" again in a demanding voice. Wow, she was taking total control,. My cock was rock hard, and since nearly everyone was stroking now I figured I could relieve myself a bit, so I pulled it out and started slowly stroking my big, smooth shaft. When I looked back over, the guy getting the blowjob was watching me with a smile. He whispered to his buddy, who looked at me too and then went back to work. I watched as he sucked faster and faster, until his friend grunted and raised his hips. The guy was a real pro, burying his face in the pubes until he had the whole. She didn’t know what to do with her hands so she gripped the sheets tightly and held on for dear life. Tracy took Karen’s hands and placed them on her hips. Even in the darkness of night, she could see the contrast in skin tone, feel the softness of a woman’s flesh. Her hands began to roam, gently caressing Tracy’s curves. Tracy responded, “Mmmmm, that feels so nice. Don’t stop. Oh, yeah, feel my tits.” Karen froze momentarily and then took a deep breath and did just that. The weight,.