I had moved to LA from New York City three weeks ago. From my acting career on and off Broadway, I had Earl Hauser, one of the best agents on the West...Coast, lined up to represent me. Over that time, he hadn't found me a single role."Come in Fiona," he said softly.I took the seat in front of his desk. "I take it you haven't got me a role."He shook his head. "I'm sorry." What's the problem?" I asked. "I would think my video tape of my performances would knock the directors' and producers' socks. I pounded in and out of Claire's open ass harder and harder until I felt the feeling of my cum wanting to be released. With one final shove deep into her ass, I shot my load into her bowels holding myself in her as deeply as possible. She must have felt my load enter her butt and reached a climax herself moaning and groaning around Ruth's cunt which she continued to lick and suck. When I pulled out, Sue Ann pushed me back into the chair and gobbled up my cock licking and sucking it clean.. Thebones in my face reshaped as my hair cascaded past my chin. The lockslightened, going from a mousy brown to a lovely shade of blonde with theslightest platinum highlights. My hands shook as they reached for mylengthening hair. I didn't want to ruin the styling, but I had to feel itfor myself. It was more impeccable than I could have ever imagined. Eachgolden strand looked as if it had been spun straight offRumpelstiltskin's spinning wheel itself.My reflection in the mirror had never looked. The Yale music instructor eagerly waved a symphony with one hand and pointed with the other at a whiteboard. Bradley closed his eyes and put his tongue forth. Mona pulled back and playfully slapped him on the shoulder. The last drop of oil hanging from the oil pan said, ‘I’m gonna Bogart that joint!’ ‘One day,’ Bradley’s lips smiled to charm Mona, and his eyes were pulling back the frustration to hide deeply inside of himself. Bradley yelled upstairs, ‘Pop-pop, I’m gonna take El Rosa Doble for.