"Mike they offered me fifty thousand dollars to do a ten minute scene with my best friend, Brenda. I guess Brenda and I are opposites. I'm a cow, she'... a butter face. She has the body of a swimsuit model, but her face..." I couldn't help laughing."And Mike, the world is a really messed up place. I guess my parents sheltered me too much. I had no idea how bad some people could be. There were lots of guys that I met, that told me and promised me everything..." Another tear came out and her voice. She tiptoed up to kiss me, and this time reached. It was different to kissing Nikkie, with Nikkie it was passionate and meant something. With Cayla, it was rash and hard, vicious in a way. We kissed for a while before Cayla pulled away laughing, See she said, tapping her temple with a finger so much better. I put my cup in the sink and walked to the sofa and picked up the key. I put it in the front doors key lock, and it fit. Cayla, why do you have a key to Nikkies house? I asked looking at her. In seconds, I was shooting my load into the washtub. I unwrapped the nylon from my cock and saw there was cum on it. I placed them back on the pile and shuffled through the laundry until I found another pair. I took the pair of worn pantyhose I found and stuffed them into my pocket. I was about to go upstairs when I heard the toilet flush. Oh crap, my mom was still awake. I then heard footsteps walking around upstairs. I waited for a minute or two and I went back upstairs with some of the dried. She pushed my cock back against my stomach and took a shot of the underside *click*. Then she scooped my balls up in her hand and took a shot just of them *click*I didn’t know where to look; I was frozen, half petrified and half desperate to cum.She took a couple of pictures of my face too, commenting on my glistening cheeks.Then finally she went back to filming and gripped my cock with her free hand. Her hand was slightly colder than my cock and I could feel each finger. Her fingers were so.