Soon the miserable feeling was gone and made room for pleasure.Let's make it perfect, Paul said, grasping, put your legs around me. He got up and fuck...d the brain out of me standing.His dick in my arse, my clit hitting his belly, the golf balls on the G-spot was like pure heaven. Even now, telling you the story, I feel the moment of no distance, no borders. The earth, the stars, it's all me.Paul needed more time to build up to a climax. Every single stroke he made was full of passion. His balls. Interviewer: They liked it though? KC: Clint loved it, and Douglas started trying to pick Dave’s brain about how it should start straightaway. It was obvious from the beginning that we were going to make number three. *** ‘Dave, I think that’s a cracking idea.’ Clint said. ‘Setting up an RCV hire company is just what Pops and Emily would have thought of, so having Emily start it by herself fits in with the end of two.’ He sat back. ‘But where’s the drama going to come from?’ ‘I’ve thought of. Soni ko dard ho raha tha magar Rohit kaha manane wala tha o jor jor se dabaye jaa raha tha. Ye usne 5 min se bhi jyada kiya dard ke mare Soni ka chehra lal ho gaya tha. Anth mai Rohit ne uske dono breast chhod diye.Usne Soni ke chehare ki taraf dekha jispe dard ka pura ehsas ho raha tha. Rohit ne uske mathe ko chuma aur bola ” ye kuch nahi jana asali dard to mera lund dene wala”. Ye kah kar ushne apana hath soni ki blouse ki taraf badhaya aur ushke sare huk khol diye. Ab Rohit ke samane Soni ki. He was so eminently qualified. He's an erotic story site groupie on the Net. That alone had to have made him a super sexpert. Not to mention that he blew away the surrogates in the test screening. Fucked them a mile a minute.Those were inflatable vinyl dummies. Not the real thing.So, what do we do now? Two hours left in the broadcast, and no action to speak of. The ratings on this episode are in the toilet, and no wonder. It's a total fucking disaster.Calm down. That's why there's Plan B. Ready.