" Selena, that's what friends are for. Come on, let loose. What do you mean retirement? Tell me what's bothering you." Lucy said as she stood and rubb...d her shoulders."God Lucy. You know after I fulfill my obligation to Wall Street Global, Joe and I retire. We should be married by then, but we won't ever need to work. We're pretty much set now, except I'm not his wife yet. I can run his stock company myself and have made decisions for him. He wants me to evaluate almost a million shares of. The winking would never make it into a take but the before or after shot might. Winking has an effect on my face, James often told me. He thinks winking puts me in a higher mood.I stood in a small set in James' large apartment in San Francisco. Me, Felicia Clarkson, an up and coming model-- or so my agent, Marcos, loved to tell me. Behind me sat a large green screen, and around me were several lights."Her hair's getting junked," Trudy called over from the wing space.James nodded, albeit. She was getting turned on as well. Alene reached and grabbed a handful of Angie’s left breast, not covering even a quarter of the total space. She felt the soft but firm flesh, this foreplay was making her precum heavily.“Let’s get this going,” Alene suggested as she went to sit on the sofa, her cock was now a mess of precum. Angie got on her knees in front of Alene and wrapped her huge breasts around Alene’s hot monster. It was sheer magic, they were the perfect fit, wrapping around her with. I rolled my eyes as she started talking and she stopped.“What the fuck? Why are you rolling your eyes at me?” she demanded angrily. “So what is it that I did this time?”“Whatever, I don’t care, just go and get another massage now” I replied.“I don’t see what the big deal is. We’re here to relax, and they are cheap and I enjoy it”“I’m sure”“What does that mean?” The daggers were obvious coming out of her eyes when she said this.“Nothing, just go, I’ll see you when you get back.”“Fine” she said.