“Chris Anderson wants to shoot a private video. You have to make them a DVD instantly and erase all other clips in front of them.” He said.“It�...s a long work then. At least 4-5 hours, if he can hold. How much will he pay?”“$500, cash.”“He can’t afford this much,” I said, surprised, “and from when did he have a girlfriend?”“He doesn’t.” Bianchi said.“So, he is banging a prostitute. Such a loser!” I smirked.“No…you ain’t gonna like this, he is fucking his mother.” He said with a grim look on his. I don’t know what and why happened, but we never had luck with men. We always tried to find the perfect man to date, but or we got cheated or the prince was more of a ‘frog’. We never found out why, but everytime we talked about our love lives, it was more of an upset time than a fun time.“Alia, I guess we never will find the right guy”“Take it easy, Beth... one day he will come. I know he will...”For more that we consolate each other, none of our dreams came true. It sucked how it seemed the. I needed no more encouragement i began to thrust faster and faster i could hardley control my movements i felt my cum rising then Dee stopped me "no not in there" she said in here as she pointed to her ass, I could have cum on the spot "really" i gasped i needed no more prompting i moved into possition and probed her ass hole "dont thrust yet babes" she exclaimed as she pushed back slowly my cock inched into her i could feel the resistance untill i had passed the point of no return "now babe. “Yes, Bobby,” I told him, “I love your manly body. You really turn me on.”Bobby was fully hard again, and I knew what both Bobby and Sherrie wanted to happen next. I moved over to begin licking Sherrie’s cum-covered pussy. The mix of her pussy juice and Bobby’s cum was like a delicious tonic, and there was a lot of it. Bobby is a heavy cummer, as one would expect from such a stud man.“Would you like some sissy-pussy,” she asked Bobby as I tongued away at her cunt, “I think I know someone who.