Then I showered and dressed in jeans and a t shirt and off we went. Susan greeted us with a big smile and said that everyone was ready for me. I intro...uced Helena as my best friend, and asked Susan if she could watch for a while. She said OK but only if she promised not to bother anyone during the scene. I thanked her, soon it was time. I started in a beautiful lingerie set sitting in a stage made as a nice big bedroom. They had written just some guidelines so I was improvising all the talking. After a few repetitions to warm up, I could feel my arm and chest muscles filling with blood, and prepared to begin a serious round of lifts. After two more repetitions, I heard the door motor whining, and smiled to myself. Her soft hand came down flat upon my chest, and I looked into her smiling green eyes."Don't let me interrupt what you're doing. I like to watch." I had a sneaking suspicion that she wasn't planning on just watching anything, or else why had she closed the door? Sure enough,. It’s clear he’s timed his interruption perfectly to break my concentration. “Look at what a good little slut you are working your wet cunt over me. Perhaps I should bring a mirror over so you can watch yourself humping me like a bitch in heat.” His words are harsh and ugly, but the emotions on his face convey other feelings altogether. Lust, desire, and affection are battling with each other in his eyes, while his words are carefully chosen to embarrass me; which they do. They penetrate me and. The N.C. State football team had played Wake Forest that morning, with a made-for-ESPN kickoff time of 10 a.m. Of course, the win made the Wolfpack 9-1 and might move them into the top 10 nationally, so Tim didn’t guess they’d have to play any more coffee-and-donuts games this season. More engines died off behind them, and Tim turned around to see five more jet-skis pull up to shore. All the riders were either football players or their girlfriends. Pat Kersee and Tia Lopez were one of the.