He sounded dreamy, sleepy. Drifting...By the time I'd finished massaging J's hamstrings he was, it seemed, sound asleep. Moments earlier his body had ...iven a wiggle. Shoulders to feet. Involuntary? As if to say enough, let me be.Great, I thought. My client is sound asleep. And he owes me sixty bucks. I put my hand on his recently massage right buttock and gave it a mild shake. Nothing. He was out.Great. Fuck me. I'm screwed.I got off the bed. My emptied balls hung down, low. My crack was still. .. I mean, the dog is very important to the fantasy – but the actual thrill is the idea of everyone watching – and the idea of continuing my daily life after I’ve done it ... Knowing my kids will know what kind of a slut I am, and that their parents will hate me ... It’s just a deviant’s dream!”“And do you spend a lot of time thinking about it?” Checks our host.She nods again, “I spend far too much time thinking about it ... I love fantasy almost as much as reality ... And sometimes I think. ” I smiled again and went back to shepherd Anton towards the lifts. I’d got as far as pinning Anton against the room wall with a deep kiss and reaching into his pants to retrieve his stiff cock before there was a soft knock on the door. I checked the spy hole in the door. There was fish-eye view of the woman at the bar and I let her in. “Hello, boys, I’m Dianna. Have you started without me?” she said as she breezed in, eyeing Anton up wantonly. We introduced ourselves. Then Dianna and I closed. Glücklicherweise hatte ich meine Beine und alles sonst rasiert, wozu ich aufgefordert worden war, als ich letzte Woche nach dem Casting genommen wurde. Kathy war die Frau, die ich letzte Woche bei meinem Vorstellungsgespräch getroffen hatte. Sie schien sehr nett zu sein, wollte aber alles bestimmen. Sie war sehr offen, als sie sagte. Ich will, dass du deine Muschi kahl rasierst!" Ich beendete meine Dusche und begann mein Haar zu trocknen. Danach trug ich hellroten Nagellack auf und lackierte.