High end security to personal bodyguards, we do it all. I met Jeff Mooning, owner and operator of 3P, when I was in Argentina a couple of years ago. W...en I left South America, I ended up in Los Angeles, home of Jeff’s head quarters. We tried doing the dating thing but decided we made better friends rather than um…others. I can’t say lovers cause we were pretty damn good at that. Early in our relationship I tried to convince Jeff that I could be a bodyguard. He got this wicked gleam in his eye. Although the voice became softer, I could still hear it say, "You are a girl named Hillary." "Hillary, you love to play with dolls."After what seemed like many hours of constantly seeing myself playing with dolls, I fell asleep. But even asleep, I continued to dream about playing with dolls. When I awoke, the images were still in front of me.All of a sudden, the third screen changed. Instead of me playing with dolls, it alternated from images of several feminine items. As each item came on. He did just as I had hoped and then I reached out and started to stroke it up and down with one mighty thrust he pushed his cock through the hole and exploded, his cum shot out like a rocket, all over my legs and panties…Then I took the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked it clean until he got soft. He removed his cock from the hole, thanked me and picked up his black panties from the floor. I was not sure what to do ... I wanted more of this cock. Then I asked through the hole if he was. "That was no baby dick rubbing against my ass, Mr. Carter," she said in a husky voice. "Don't sell yourself short just because you're not an abnormality." You either, Sean," Allie cooed as she gave him the same treatment. "That felt like some Grade-A prime dick to me. I know Rachelle and Mary aren't complaining any." No, we're not," Mary chimed in."Not in the least," Rachelle said. "You guys really turned the tables on us. That was pretty uncool to blow our plan like that. But anyway, that.