We just have to use the same people, and settings for the show. Those are the production companies guidelines.”“Well let’s just think about this...a while. That last one could have gone terribly wrong. We were lucky no one got hurt,” I explained.“I know, and I expect you to see that we have that same outcome,” Alison said. “That will be your main contribution.”We were passing a convenience store by that time. “Do you want to stop for coffee,” I asked.“As a matter of fact I do,” she replied.While. I swear each time we fuck like this, it gets better and better. Turn me around so I can sit on the commode and let your cum run out of me. DAMN, you must have been without for a few days, the way you filled my pussy.”“Stay there and let me get a washcloth. I’ll clean your pussy.”“JOSEY!”“You heard me ... You need to call a plumber and have a shower installed in here. This is NOT the last time we will fuck in this office.”“I’ll call as soon as I get cleaned up and dressed - then limp my sore ass. I followed Bill down a hallway where there were a few doors, we stopped at one door and he opened it.Bill said, "This one is yours."Confused I asked, "What do you mean?"He answered, "This is your Glory-hole booth."I had no idea what he meant.I asked, "What is a glory-hole booth?"Chuckling, Bill said, "This is the room you're going to suck cock in for the next couple of hours. It's called a glory-hole booth. Clark told me you're good at sucking cock, but he wants you to suck strangers' cocks. George bent over the bed, stared into the pink opening; as the slit opened, the tiny clitoral spire became visible. The hardness at his crotch increased and his lips became suddenly dry."Now," said Doris, "start creaming my pussy now!" She half-lifted her buttocks, pointed her pelvis at his face.His finger trembled as he moved it to the tender, waiting tissue. Doris flinched, slightly, when the cream-tipped finger touched her labia. "So cool!" she murmured.He smeared it, thoroughly, with loving.