9 inches. On a shorter guy. So, yeah, it looked even bigger.Skip ahead a couple of years, and I say fuck it, I'm going to Miami to break into the bi.... I did some homework and landed an interview with a producer. We talked casually for a while before he asked to see my cock. He was impressed, and I figured I was in. But it wasn't that simple.As he explained, lots of guys want to be porn stars. And to make your way into the world of fucking pussy on camera for money, you have to pay your. It may be that if you're really good I might let you feel the odd bit of pleasure amidst the pain and humiliation, but don't count on it. So what are you going to do? Oh, and if you choose the sack, don't ever ask me for a reference, because anything I tell a potential employer is unlikely to help you get work."As I saw it I had no choice. I wish now there had been one, but at the time not only did it mean that I'd still have a job, but that I might have fun in the bargain. I steeled myself and. He pulled out sooner than I expected.With my ass in the air, I felt a tongue licking up my gaping cunt and ass. I looked back and it was another. I looked around and saw Thunner facing away. He looked around and at me, he nodded and turned back to watching beyond our camp. This one continued to lick me and it brought new stimulation to me. New, I wasn’t receiving enough in the fucking? He stopped his licking and came around to my head. I raised up onto my elbows and smiled to myself. They catch. “Only a hack round the lanes when the weather’s OK; how about yourself?” “Well, I sometimes get my bike out on a fine day.” I quipped, “How many horses are there?” I inquired. Iris laughed, “Only my gelding now, he’s grazing in the meadow: several were stabled here before the war but with the price of hay in the winter...” “Is your husband in the war Iris?” I asked cautiously. There was an uncomfortable silence before she answered. “Ronald was lost at sea over six months ago Margot.” She.