Sloane turned up the heat and she couldn't hold out any longer. Christina gripped the arms of the chair and her fingers dug into the padding. She drop...ed the script and closed her eyes as she moaned. Her thighs rubbed together as she worked her vaginal muscles back and forth in pleasure.Christina's body stiffened and she suddenly arched up in her chair. Her chest thrust outward and her hips humped back and forth on the seat. Her head jerked back and she shouted out as she climaxed."OH God!. How was the action? I asked her oooh freak, it was too much. I did not know that a man’s organ is so big. I always thought it would be as big as middle finger and she proved she was virgin like me. No it is normally 6 – 7 inches after it is excited and I was happy finally she was talking sex. What is your size? She asked and winked want to see? I can do that favour to you and I winked back. She just nodded her head in affirmation and I removed my t shirt and pant in no time and stood in front. We're going to get down to some serious business starting tomorrow morning."Trent walked into the tomb, wiping sweat from his forehead as he tried to ignore the hot, stagnant air. He found the chamber half empty after only two days. Cameron stood staring at the spot between the Ka statues, the entrance to the burial chamber that she could open soon."Having a Howard Carter moment?" He asked.Cameron chuckled and shook her head. "This door has obviously been resealed in antiquity, so here I sit. " Speaking of which, why don't you two kiss and make up so that we can get it on tape?" Spot, their producer, stuck his head into the room. Sighing, Bob and Grant followed him out and into the live room. Greg Norton was waiting for them inside, tapping his fingers impatiently on the body of his bass. At a signal from Spot, Bob coaxed a quiet feedback squeal from his guitar: the beginning of Reoccuring Dreams. For the next fourteen minutes, he surrounded Grant's supple drumming with a force.