Iwas in heaven.“No, I don’t mind. And to think I was wearing my pajamapants instead of my boxers like I usually do. Hell, ifyou wear your ...nderwear to bed, I am too!” I laughed asshe turned back to the dishes, still smiling. “So, letme help here…”I moved up behind her to get near the sink but it was anarrow space, not big enough to allow two people towash dishes, but not wanting to leave, I made the bestof an interesting situation. I stood behind. Then,exhausted, my erection subsided almost as quickly as it had grown.Julie knelt again and licked my cock clean before locking the prisoneraway again. She pulled my knickers up again, then stood up.She used the bulb on the dildo to suck up the cum from the glass. "Nowit's your turn to kneel," she said. She held the dildo to her crotch sothat it looked as though she had a huge erection. Obediently I kissedmy comforter and put my lips around it. Julie started moving her crotchto and fro in a. "You know I'm not stupid."Eve nodded, her shoulders slumping apologetically. "I know, Ryan.Sorry." She perked up. "I think you're right. We should go to the studiotonight."I smirked. "I call shotgun." Greg grinned.***The first time I had set foot in the studio, I was brash. My bravado,like a tank driving down the expressway in bumper-to-bumper traffic, waspowerful- unflinching. I mirrored Tracy making her at ease, while I spunlie after lie. I didn't like to dwell in the past. It was just easier. There must be things about me you want to know, just as I have questions for you. Where do we start?’ His voice had been low and soft and almost pleading. There was a hint of desperation in it as well. ‘What happened to your marriage, Bill? I don’t mean to pry, but perhaps that will answer some of my questions.’ ‘Marion and I were fine for the first twelve years. Everything was great. She was very beautiful and a wonderful mother. I thank her for the way our children turned out. About five.