..strong.As for Lauren, they rarely had sex anymore. Every now and then, Laurenwould ask her to lick her for old time's sake, and she would. But itwas...'t the same. They were sister-wives now (she borrowed the phrasefrom polygamists). They might talk about clothes or shoes or music, butthey both had men now.Why was she a sissy? Circumstance, for one thing. If they hadn't foundtheir new life at Rawhide. DNA, for another. She was never a large man,never strong or forceful. Love, for another. Every. ‘Why don’t you order an omelette or something?’ Marlene asked, ‘That won’t be enough for you.’ ‘Nah, this will be alright for now, maybe I’ll get something else later.’ We talked and laughed while eating our meals. We spoke briefly about the wedding and thoughts of certain people we would like to have in the wedding party. It was going to be a simple ceremony, but we wanted some of our closest friends to share our special moment with us. Finishing our meals, we paid the bill and wandered out of. She knew it was now or never.She sat up quickly. "Here, let me get my panties off," she said.She awkwardly slid her underwear over her hips and pushed them on down until she could take them off. Once free, she would be able to open her legs to this man.However, she didn't spread her legs, though. Instead she rolled over on top of him and straddled his hips with her open cunt."Just lay still, Mr. Olsen. I'll fuck you," she said, surprising even herself."Yeah, yeah, fuck me," he gasped. "Oh,. "Dammit, Rod," Eugene said. "You can't keep a fucking hard-on for a couple minutes?" Well, shit, Eugene!" Rod protested. "It's three o'clock in the fucking morning! This is my second scene, and I've been up all day!" Maybe if you laid off the dope while we're shooting, you'd be more alert," the director responded. Rod responded with a shrug.Eugene emitted a loud groan, and he checked his watch. "Amber, can you..." Fuck no," the actress said, still positioned on all fours. "I just got a.