“Is that smart? Won’t they be watching your place?”I nodded. “They will. But we’re not going to my official home. We’re going to another p...ace, one registered under a friend’s name.”“When we get there, you’re going to explain your plan to me. Every detail.”When I didn’t respond immediately, Callie grabbed my sleeve. Her eyes turned Arctic-ice hard. “Lightfoot, you’re going to tell me everything, you get that? Everything.”CALLIE HAD NOTICED HOW Hunter had tensed up. Ever-present in her mind was. Would I be able to perform on camera? Folks, I was very nervous.During my first scene, I worked with an Irish-American porn starlet named Monica O'Shea. She was six feet tall, busty, voluptuous and big-bottomed, with milky white skin and blonde-white hair. She looked really hot. I like big beautiful women. They're alright. Later, I learned that Monica was a relative newcomer to the industry. She could tell that I was nervous and told me to relax. I had to get over my nervousness and do it quick. They removed the blood and cum stained covering and then spent the rest of the night in passionate exploration. Aladdin sucked her desire swollen breasts until she was crying out in ecstasy.He supped at the valley of her thighs until her legs locked about his head in climatic glory. He plunged his hard manhood into her willing softness from behind, with her riding him and feeding him her swinging breasts as the black cloud of her soft hair hung down to tickle and caress him. They lost count of. ” “Getting away from the old ball and chain for the night. What does he do?” “He sells used cars. He got a good deal on my minivan.” “Let me guess. The gas gauge doesn’t work.” She nodded her head “Yes”There was a small awkward pause before I looked around again. “What’s this big interview tomorrow that you need to get home for?” “It’s a teaching job at a local middle school. I’ve always loved k**s; even know I don’t have any. That’s another story with my husband. I just need to get.