They had taken stills and video of the building from the last couple of years and built a virtual copy that they could manipulate. The used video take... after the attack and were able to show the building collapsing and rebuilding itself, from anywhere inside or outside the building.We toured the sound stages that looked like a real city street, and another that was used for simulating storms and strong winds. My favorite part though, had to be the canteen.There were guys wandering through and. ”“My bad, Danny! Sorry, I’m late. My last client ran a little long.”“It’s no problem,” winked the man. “Let’s go on in and do the walk through. After you,” he gestured.Windsor Stevenson ascended the steps of the front porch and stopped at the door.“Oh let me,” said Danny. He moved behind the effeminate hairdresser clandestinely and extended his arms around either side of the five-foot-eleven, leggy, twink. “You smell great,” he intimated as he fumbled with the keys.“Thank you, Danny,” blushed. “Okay,” I said, “you know that I am not sucking your cock, right? So what would make you want us to come back?” Andy, bless his heart, thought about my question for a while. “Ross,” he said, ”I don’t think that you will go for this, but I would like for Kat to strap me into the chair, then tease me for a long time, then climb into my lap and ride me ‘till I come inside her pussy.” Well okay. Andy had gone from one extreme to another, from “No” to “Let me fuck your wife.” I felt that there was. The boys had fucked her silly. Her legs felt like jello and her pussy throbbed, both in joy and soreness.“ Damn, we should take a picture” James saidShe turned her head to them, they were so handsome standing there. Young strong bodies, their cocks still hard. They looked at her like they had conquered a mountain. She felt like a woman fulfilled. A woman owned.“I’ve got a camera” Marshall joke“ Oh don’t be mean”, Franny half whimperedMarshall fished his camera out of his draw and flashed a.