The night was otherwise silent.Foster stopped and listened, holding his breath. The footsteps stopped too. There wasn't a sound to be heard."Who's the...e?" he called.No answer. Just more silence.Foster had images of some hulking mountain throwback hiding behind him, watching, ready to pounce. Among his other interests was a devotion to hammer films. In his mind's eye, he saw a filthy psychotic killer with a hook for a right hand, a chain saw in his other, and a maniacal grin on his face, hiding. She did this today for over four hours. She knew he wanted to cum but he could not till she was ready for him to spill his cream. Right now she was enjoying the ass fucking. She had his hole gaping wide open. She also loved to fist her men. She would fist them as she jerked their cocks. They all had huge dicks just how she liked it. They were great fuckers as they would fuck her with their huge cocks. She liked a cunt and an ass fuck daily. Some nights she lined them up with a cock in each ass. The two men moved to the closet and undressed. I felt embarrassed watching them get completely naked, but I was shocked at their cocks. Both men were really hung, their long, thick, black dicks hanging free.I couldn’t help but stare. They had amazing bodies, and their dicks were so much bigger than my husbands that it was a marvel to me. Thankfully they both donned togas, so their dicks were hidden beneath the folds of fabric, but my imagination wouldn’t let me forget they were there. The. The photography had been edited and now they were re-recording the sound. Some of the time Bull and Abi were together in the studio, sometimes they recorded separately, with one actor waiting with the other actors for the current recording to finish. Bull was pretty well in most scenes, a third of them with Uma, almost half with Abi.This was a romantic comedy and was curiously coincidental, Abi had to admit to herself. The gentlemanly Walker was now constantly in her thoughts, especially held.