"Wehave another photo shoot in here at noon, so we better get started."Gloria nodded to her, and I was led over to a makeup station."Stephanie!" I hap...ily yelled when I saw her standing next to a vanity.I quickly gave her a hug. "I didn't expect to see you here! You shouldhave flown up with us!"Stephanie laughed at my enthusiasm before replying. "Hi, Sarah. I'mflying back with you, but I came up yesterday to visit a friend." Well, I'm glad you're here," I told her. "My makeup should be. Last week I got a message that got me:"Hi, my name's Gary and I read your ad. This may sound kind of out ofbounds but me and my wife want to party with a transvestite. She knowsI've been with TV's before and wants to do it with me. We also have thisfriend Steve who she has the hots for and she wants him involved too asshe thinks he'd like to get into some bi stuff. So if you're interestedcall me at blahblahblah."Well this has me interested cause we're talking about a foursome with twoguys, me. When the tip of my tongue caught the underside of her swollen clit, she began to moan loudly and when I finally flicked over her tiny trigger. She whined and came. And she came hard, grinding her muffin down on my mouth so hard I could feel her pulsing. She had cum so hard that she was out for the count. I pulled her up the bed and covered her up. I wondered if she would remember any of this in the morning. I some ways I hoped so, she had obviously enjoyed herself but if she remembered and felt. ’ No contemplation of how best to do so or asking for help to move what was obviously a very heavy piece of furniture. That was when I knew I needed help.”Harry sat down and a black man who was probably about thirty-five stood. Bewilderment seemed to have carved its way into his once handsome features, giving him a hang-dog look to his face and his eyes now had permanent creases between their furrowed brows. “My name is Jordan and I am the husband of a blonde,” the tall, athletically built man.