She even managed to take the entire 6 inches of my dick in her mouth. I managed to stay for quite a while but since she was that good of a cock sucker...I cummed in her mouth which she swallowed. It was my turn to go down on her, I made her stand by pinning her towards the washroom wall and started licking her wet pussy. She was freshly shaved and had no hair on it. Her pussy was quite pink for an Indian but what the hell, it was an added bonus for me. Her pussy tasted divine and I was eating it. They'd all find out soon enough."Sure, I can do that. It'll be nice and very sexy to have 10 horny well-hung guys wanting to get it on with me in front of the film camera," Monica said. "When are we going to start shooting?" she asked."Tomorrow morning, if that's OK with you, Monica," Stan, the director said."Sure, that's fine; let's do it," Monica said and she got up and went to wardrobe to see what clothes they'd have her wear before they got to the sexy fuck portions of the film.The next. We were just stopped there completely oblivious to the world around us as we continued to kiss passionately, we didn’t realized the jogger that was approaching us on the path. “Fucking gays!” The stranger blurted out as he jogged passed us. Before I could even comprehend what had been said Wes raced after him and with one hard push from behind the homophobe was face down on the grass beside the path. Wes was quite a bit bigger than he was so I guess that’s why he went down so hard. I ran up. A few times when Brad checked the bait at the end of his fishing line he saw that it was gone. He re-baited and finally did catch one nice size rainbow which he kept for dinner.He was thinking about his lack of fishing success. One of the thoughts he had was that his fishing line was not the right size and he should replace the line with lighter four pound test line to see if that helped. The other thought he had was if he was fishing where the fish were. To resolve that doubt he would look on.