Me and Sir Clarence." Er--what do you--you and Clarence--how do you--?" I didn't know quite how to phrase the question."Just hold your water--you'll s...e for yourself how," she said."Are they actually going to film you and the dog--er--in action?" I asked."Shit yeah. Why not? It's the grand technicolor climax of the whole motherfucking movie." Aren't you afraid of getting in trouble by putting yourself on record that way? Making it with a dog is sort of illegal you know."She laughed and patted. Swirling your tongue around the head of my cock, tasting your sweetness, you wrap your hand around my shaft and begin to slowly take me in. Running your hands up my stomach to my chest, you gently flick my nipples and feel my cock throb in your mouth with every touch. You glide your hands down my sides and latch on to my firm ass, as you push me deeper into your mouth, taking me down to my balls and stopping only briefly for a lick. You suck my cock like an artist paints a portrait, or a. Only two episodes were ever aired, although I'd heard they'd actuallytaped twelve episodes before it was mercifully canceled. It was ahorrible show - probably among the worst of the worst I'd ever seen.The only reason I'd watched it at all was to see Katy. Although forsome strange reason, Katy had never seemed to come across as herselfon tape. After her Hollywood fiasco, any chance of her achieving the stardomshe craved apparently went up in smoke. Rumors circulating in thetabloids told of her. "Short trip," Melissa joked a few moments later as she stopped the Escalade inside the garage and touched the button to close the door. The big heaters came on to blast down warm air on them as soon as the outside door was closed.Up the stairs and into the Retreat proper a few minutes later, Hope was virtually attacked by Ann and Laura, while Susan stood back and waited her turn to greet her young friend. After the hugs were over, Diana stepped in to introduce Hope to everyone else.Jeff stood.