Maybe even do something artsy. The movie will just be myself. Mostly my cock, but I have so many ideas to make it fun and sensual to watch. I got rig...d as a tree thinking about where to put the camera and what to do first. Then the buzzing got faster and more frequent. My Dick swung around like rope as I tried to jerk some relaxation into my day. I got up and answered the messages and then started writing the story of “My First Solo Amateur Porn Movie”. Back to work but when the whistle blows.. "Grandma", she asked, "How many men have you been with?"Ms. Alsover pondered the question, while rocking back and forth on Timothy's shaft."Four, my dear", she finally replied."Wow", said Cindy, clearly impressed."Oh, that is nothing my dear", her grandma assured her. Then she went on to explain how, on one of Timothy and Mr. Oliver's subsequent visits to the bath house, more than thirty men had lined-up to ejaculate inside the boy's tight fuckhole."You have been with other men?", exclaimed. " Go have a drink. Look for a tall, red-headed man. That'll be him. He needs killin'. Do the town a lot a'good."I nodded and rode my new horse into the small town with its single tavern, inn and stage stop. A red-headed man was holding court from the fireplace end of the common room when I entered. I got a beer and watched as he assessed some men fines, slapped one man's face, and then pulled a woman down between his legs, opened his foreflap and kept her head there with one hand while he ate. My father's friends in particular. We lived for a summer in a small trailer park in Wyoming where my father and his friends worked in the oil fields. Two of his friends in particular lived in the same trailer park. They're names were Randy and Frankie. Both in their early thirties. One summer day I walked past their home on my way to the park and Frankie was pulling weeds in his yard and asked me to come in for some iced tea. I didn't hesitate, he was a handsome man, tall, dark hair and eyes,.