I decided I would change all that. I didn't like to be bored, and I thought I could make a hell of a docudrama.First I had to get through the filming ...f the latest porn video. I decided to call it Lamar and me 2.0. I actually had to act a little in the second one. We met in the parking lot of a Walmart at night, well not really. They had some stock footage of a Walmart sign they were going to patch into the shots of Lamar walking up to a car while I struggled trying to load a TV.The TV was. They'll thrive here..."Catch them. Don't kill them, a voice in my head says.I reach into my backpack then pull out the mason jar I've been carrying around just in case any eggs came out of me when I was masturbating at work. Once my slippery hands manage to remove the lid, I start scooping up the worms and slime from my panties into the jar. Those inching up my arm are flicked gently into the container before closing the lid. Now I rise from my squat and start stomping the ones slithering. Come on in,” she said, relieving me of the wine and pulling me inside. The home was in the kind of disarray only someone with a big “to do” list could make. Blue painter’s tape framed the walls, tarps were ready to be spattered on, furniture had been pulled away from walls and there were boxes everywhere. She led me to the kitchen, but before we got half way there, turned and hugged me again.“Thank you so much for coming,” she said with hands on my shoulders. “If you only stay a couple of days. Guessing my intent, she pulled off just enough to pull her legs up and wrap them around me. I pulled myself to a comfortable position and grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her back to our grinding parts. We continued our slow grind, but this new position allowed me to nuzzle her neck, and work my way down her body. She easily accommodated me by leaning back, allowing me full access to her pert breasts. I adjusted my grip, wrapping an arm around her hips, maintaining our grinding.