It took far more of my time, than I ever dreamed it would. Being the star and director was difficult work. I had wrote one scene where the President(w...o is a widower) meets an old girl friend. They spark up a relationship, with one sex episode, with very little nudity, just some shots of their behinds. Shannon and I discussed this scene a few times, on how we wanted to preform it. We decide to just go with how it flowed at the time. I told TJ to just film the whole scene out and then later I. "I'm cummmmmmminnnngggg again mom, her daughter gasped with loss of breath. Please help meeeeeeeeee!!! My god, Carol thought, how many orgasms has this child had. Carol stood in front of Lisa watching her daughter thrust her her little ass back trying to get every inch of that big cock. Carol felt her hand sliding under her own skirt. Her panties were dripping from the sight of her daughter being fucked by a dog. She stroked her pussy fighting off the guilt she was feeling. Carol was now. Say ‘bye bye’, Seamus.”“Michael, you can’t take a leprechaun to school!” Geraldine shouted, before realising just how stupid she sounded telling him off for taking an imaginary leprechaun with him.The Postmaster watched with bewilderment as a group of teenage boys ran around the post office, calling out various names and reaching up onto the shelves. He stared again at the boy in front of him.“You want to register a what?”“My leprechaun. I was told I had to get a leprechaun licence at the Post. The real thing will feel almost like what you have up there now.” She punctuated her sentence with a powerful thrust causing me to arch my back in pleasure. I said, “I’m not gay.” She replied, “It doesn’t matter if your gay or not. Who cares? You’re a bottom bitch and that’s that baby!” She began to pick up the pace slamming me harder and harder saying, “Close your eyes baby and imagine I’m a real man back here working that ass of yours. Picture real balls slapping up against you ass. Imagine.