But as soon as she looked at him – at his tousled hair and wild eyes, at the scratches on his arms and the cut on his lip she must’ve given him �... she burst into tears. ‘Shh, shh, it’s okay…what’s wrong? What happened?’ She had to wait until she stopped crying – god, he must think I’m being so stupid right now – before she could get the words out. ‘I-I don’t wanna be Jessica! I want to be Sophie–‘ ‘Okay, okay, I know-‘ ‘-and I don’t want you to be Tom or whatever – I want Charlie back. I want my. .. and you know, maybe do some other... stuff?” “Ummm...” I pondered. “The problem is... honestly, videos of naked girls are all over the internet for free. You really got to do something special, Stacy, something funny, crazy, or amazing that will make you stand out. Or... If you know someone famous in Hollywood, maybe you could pose with them...”Stacy sniffed, her eyes beginning to well up with tears of defeat. “The only famous person I know in Hollywood is your horse outside in the. When the young woman patted the couch beside her, he became aware he'd been standing and gawking at her all this time. He strode to the couch and let her drag him down to a seat close to her.They spent the rest of the evening talking about nothing in particular, laughing at remembered encounters at her parents' house. They made fun of the announcers working the football game on TV. Kim said Steve knew more about football than they did.Kimberly reached out and took his hand in hers at some point. When I bit it lightly she let out a deep guttural sound that let me know she was liking this and did not want me to stop. She began slapping my head and pulling my hair. She was squirming all over the counter and I had to hold her hips to keep her still. I began poking my tongue into her pussy as far as it would go. In and out. In and out. I currled my tongue to make it stiff. She was gasping for breath and pulled even harder on my hair. I took my middle finger of my right hand and entered her..