I have the titles, but I have not counted them all. I've seen several. Active little slut aren't you?"He paused and cleared his throat, squinting at h...r. "You are a clever performer, a realistic screamer with a sturdy body and unbelievable jugs. Silicone are they?" He chuckled and laid the papers aside. "I'd say those involved in production could get ten years for each film. And the fines, oh my, hundreds of thousands. It is a crime, you know? Very serious." He looked at her and chuckled again.. I'm sorry I'm sounding so ungrateful and ... and—" No I understand completely. If you'd rather do it another time—" Elizabeth hoped her sales pitch had worked. Her husband wasn't out of town on business that often and the next opportunity was at least a month away."Rebecca and I will be there at four-thirty; if I haven't completely messed this whole thing up" Maryann said in her most contrite voice.The warmth that washed over her came as something of a surprise."Wonderful!" Elizabeth said with. We originally met Diane because she was dating Philip, a black guy who we shared some common friends with and who occasionally hung out with us. Diane just mentioned her husband and I knew for sure that she wasn’t married to Philip… she must have been into this whole cuckolding thing too!I was still trying to figure out if there was anything else that I’d missed as Melissa and Diane got caught up on some small talk as Diane brought us some drinks - a glass of wine for Melissa and beer for me.. He looks into her eyes, as she looks into his. They're both locked on eachother, both eye-fucking the shit out of one another. She whispers in his ear, while a massive grin grows on his face. Before you know it, the two are heading out the door and right into a hotel room. It didn't take long for things to escalate, as the two of them already tore at eachother's clothes. Saoirse's cheeky thong wrapped around her bedpost. She was standing only in black stiletto heels, with the rest of her.