She stood in front of me and let me pull her close then I put my lips on hers. The kiss was dead. Cold. Lifeless. She pulled her head back “That ...as worse than my first kiss when I was fourteen.”I agreed “We have to do better. If we do that on stage they’ll boo us right out of the building. We have to get over this reluctance to be intimate and be the actors we think we are; we have to act out the scene. We have to become the romantic couple in love no matter what we feel. Start. My blouse had fallen forward and there was no doubt that from where he was sitting he would have a clear view down onto my lace covered tits. I glanced backwards and forwards from the plan to him and was amused to see as he struggled to focus on the paper. Again however I saw his eyes flash back from gazing at my lace lingerie when he thought he could get away with it. I suddenly felt a flush of power, control and arousal at his attentions. I realised that for a year I had been monk-like in my. The first scene was two guys in a weight room. After about two sentences of incredibly lame dialogue, the bigger guy sat down on a bench and began to blow his buddy's huge cock. I sat back and began to stroke my own, more modest shaft, as my eyes remained glued to the image of the guy's cock disappearing and reappearing from the other's mouth. I couldn't believe how hard my cock was in my hand as I watched and fantasized about sucking another man's dick. I held off my orgasm multiple times as. Haley’s pussy couldn’t get any wetter, watching this. She knew it should be wrong to get turned on watching it, but she couldn’t help herself. Dylan pulled her in for a kiss as he took hold off one of her breasts in his hand. Claire took his other hand and put it one of her breasts before going back to sucking. Claire moaned loudly, savoring the taste of the cock on her lips. ‘Honey, its your turn.’ Haley climbed down at the foot of the bed and started licking Dylan’s balls. Claire continued.