We were greeted by a Susan, who showed us into a reception area. We were then introduced to the guys who were to be responsible for the shoot. The guy... were Tom, Graig and John; they were all younger than Jaq and me. I would imagine that all three guys were mid-to-late twenties.We were taken into one of the many sets; this one had workbenches and many of the power tools that Jaq's company sold. Jaq was really enjoying being the centre of attention and I was left on the sidelines to watch. Jaq. A few women sit on the other side of the court arena floor, its dust, thankfully, suppressed by stagnant water. All wearing multi-coloured head coverings in a show of submission and obedience to tradition. Kwame’s mother, a beautiful, medium built woman in her early fifties, sits aloof on the left side of the arena. She couldn’t hold her emotions having been torn between her love for Kwame and custom. She is imagining the burden of facing this jury could have been lighter with her late husband. ..i saw her look at the 2 babes and say go get it....GET WHAT????.....you (Baby Girl suck my cuck harder n harder and spreading my tight ass open while the 2 babes rubb their fingers slowly in my hole then i felt nothing but u babygirl never stop n i saw your face change when something really huge,thick,and hard enter into your white man ass...it's my real transexuel freind Rocketman....mmmmm....fuck his ass.....don t stop...tease his ass....oh my girls come watch this...a 2 hour live. ."Betsy sighed, then stopped herself. "Enough, girl, let's go!"She extended her hand and Anna took it, gingerly stepping onto the bed and then stumbling to her knees, her face - and mouth - now just inches from the sleeping boy's huge prick."ANNA!" Betsy growled quietly. "Don't you dare!"Anna stared at the prick, the enormous cap barely grazing her lips. She winked at her mom."Let's see how sound he REALLY sleeps!" she hissed. "Shit, he's fallen asleep next too a stereo going full blast, I.