She walked away and headed to the restroom to wash up. As she was coming out she ran into Yvonne.“Where have you been?!” asked Yvonne in her too l...ud, too dramatic, drunken voice. Kelly pulled her to a more private spot and told her all about what she had been doing: Fucking Rick and jerking off Alan. At that point in her life, Yvonne was in love with Patrick and had me as the side piece. She didn’t want or need any more cock in her life. But Kelly’s stories just added to her unsatisfied. Just at the moment John released his cock from Nicola’s grip and, pointing it at her mouth, began to wank it until she felt the hot cum hit her face. Some of it entered her mouth and she got that bitter, salty taste. His second spurt arced onto her tits and she rubbed it into her skin. Michael pulled out his cock just as he was coming too. His first spurt of cum shot over her head and landed on Nicola’s belly. Bloody hell, he had never seen his cum shoot so far. It felt like the release of a. M., I was standing outside the studio door. What lay ahead was unknown, but my mind was clear and my heart was full. I walked in quietly.“I’m back, Dad.”“So you are, Jana. Are you ready to be a model?”“You bet.”“Great,” he said. “We’ll start with a few Polaroid test shots to check the lighting. Stand over there by that chair.” Dad was all business, very professional. After he took the shots, he told me to relax while he made some adjustments to various lights. Then he called me back. “Okay, I. He stood and gazed for a moment, as though in the presence of something holy. He cupped them reverently, running his thumbs on my nipples. I wondered if he expected to find scripture written in brail round my areolæ. I leaned up and kissed him roughly and put my hand up between his legs. I grabbed him by the hair at the nape of his neck and kept kissing as I pulled his fly open with the other hand. He grabbed at me ineffectually while I closed my fingers round his cock and eased it out of his.