Although I was forty, many of the other customers were older than I was. The first time I met Candy at this strip club, she was actually headed out t...e door into the late winter darkness while I was walking in at about 8pm. Her looks got my attention though—blonde, skinny, and a bit tired looking, but that wasn’t unusual for dancers who kept long hours at the club and also probably worked a day job too.It wouldn’t be until a few weeks later that I would see Candy again—this time standing at. I was having sex every night with him and many of his friends. We stayed busy going to so many different parties, when I didn’t have a scene to shoot the next day, and sometimes even then. Many other porn directors and producers got to meet me and my name began to make the adult circuit, especially as more of those men got to sample my skills themselves. I was sometimes having sex with at least 3 or 4 different men every day, sometimes fucking multiple partners at many of the parties. I was in. "That's it bitch, suck my cock, take daddy's cock down your slut throat." He grunted as he pulled my panties down. "Yes that's it; daddy's going to finger your dirty, soaking wet cunt as you suck him off." His words were driving me crazy as nobody had ever spoken to me like that before and by the time his grubby fat fingers had reached my pussy I was almost cumming. "Perfect." He snorted. "Soaking wet and tight, just the way a school girl's pussy should be." He continued, before sliding a. Al you need is the proper makeup, honey."Suzy was a professional makeup artist for various film studios. I had met her in a bar quite by accident. Of course, I always enjoyed talking to people in bars. After all, isn't that the reason people go out? If I merely wanted to get drunk, I'd stay home. It would be a lot cheaper.But the real reason - aside from the fact that Suzy was very good looking - that I began to talk at length with Suzy was a plastic bag she had walked in with, emblazoned with.