Everything my life had become was somethingfrom myths, not real life. How could this be real? How could I have titsand a pussy? Fuck, was I gay? I'd b...en eaten out alr-"Erik? You want me to come in?" I'M NOT-" I swallowed. It had a horrid, gloopy sort of sound thanks toall the sobbing. I managed to get some reasonable control before Saraspoke again. "I'm not Erik. Not now." Okay bu-" Where's the razor? I want to shave my legs." It was the first thing Icould think of to distract her."In the. . slowly rubbing my tight little ass against his crotch in the elevator, brushing my breasts against his arm when I reached across his desk, and, of course, a little swish of my stockings against his leg while sitting next to him in meetings. One afternoon I decided it was time to close the deal. I had been in Rick's office most of the day working closely with him on some reports when he got a call from his wife. I was afraid she might distract him and derail my plans, so I decided to turn up. My wife normally gets tired and sleeps in 20 minutes max.After our fuck session Priya slept beside me as she was tired jumping on me. But I could still see that Priya was still wishing to have sex but I thought of confirming before I take next step. I whispered in Priya’s ears asking if this is sufficient. Priya turned to me and asked if I want to stop. Listening this I said her that it has been the most beautiful moment of my life and how good she is on bed. She frankly said that she needed. You know how much it stings if it gets into your eyes? I swear some of the guys were trying to fill my eye sockets on purpose because some of the viewers get off on that. Worrying about what’s gonna happen next, it kinda stops you getting there.”“I saw an interview where you said you generally only got one orgasm a day filming.”She bit her lower lip in thought. “Yeah, that’s probably still true. Maybe a little bit of an exaggeration; it depends a whole lot on the director.”I wasn’t expecting.