" Get used to it. So, what happens now? Where do you see The Curse going?" We take a break and rehearse. We find a groove and a brand. We try and find...a decent 'market segment'." How about just writing songs?" Sure, but what are we aiming to do? What kind of band are we? Who are we trying to appeal to? They may not be the questions that bother the girls overly, but that's what the business will be asking." Fuck the business!" Oh, sure, and how d'you make money? Like it or not, you can't ignore. The post orgasm intense sensations were sending me over the edge. I couldn’t take it. I was flailing around and Dana absolutely loved it. I knew she was punishing me for cumming without her telling me to. When she finally came, about a minute later she said it was time for me to clean her up. I was still on my back and she fully straddled my face. Her entire pussy and everything around it was a creamy white cummy pussy juice mess. She told me to stick my tongue out and then squeezed her pussy. She had prominent breasts, which looked perfectly full and rounded, but the neck of her dress was high and showed no cleavage. Later, I would discover that her legs were covered by her long silk dress, but her slim hips belied her stunning bosom. I sometimes watched her eat and took in the movements of her delicate, long fingered hands. Her face was lovely, her skin a light brown, her black hair was drawn back. Her age would be difficult to judge, but somewhere over 40, I guessed. There was. She was a great actress, and while this certainly was a great film in my opinion, many people would probably not see it that way. There was also the fact that Governor Wilson surely wouldn't want to be known as a porn peddler, so it would be difficult to even sell something like this in his or his deceased grandfather's name. Despite these thoughts, I knew very well the biggest reason for my hesitation was that I wanted to have this film for myself, and not let anyone else see it. Secrets were.