The woman overflowed with talent. She had such passion, Iknew I had to capture it on film. After some approving nods from Mitchand the others, I simpl... told her, "You've got it." Really?" she gasped, seemingly in disbelief, she cried out "thank youso much! God, thank you!"In reality, it felt to me like it was she doing the favour for me.After all, it was a miracle that she had even graced my studio with herpresence, let alone managed to arrive just in time to solve my castingwoes. Things were. Not good. There were no threats, no demands they give up their gold or food. These men were not afraid of a fight, nor did they want witnesses. They were probably also desperate, to be out in this weather when travelers would be few. The storm had come up early enough most sane people would have returned to town or their camp, if they had even broken it yet. He would have as well, preferring to hunker down in that hollow one more night, but Polly had begun to feel queazy. She needed something,. “I don't just like it,” he whispered into her ear. His lips lowered to her neck, coaxing her to give me more of what he wanted. “I love it.” His voice lashed out with pure dominance, enticing her even further. Her knees felt weak. She grinded against him, no longer resisting his voice. I want you. I want your cock, Sir.Leather cuffs were revealed to her by one of Sir's maids. Eagerly, he took them, strapping each cuff to her wrists, binding her arms. She grabbed her by her golden blonde locks,. ” “Or a cock!” piped up Mandy. “Hey, no way, no!” said Chris. “Fuck it, I’ve always wanted to watch one guy fuck another in the arse,” cried Mandy. “How about you then, Sam?” I asked. “Have you done it?” Sam looked a bit embarrassed. “With Mike,” he said. “Just once, but I’m not gay! It was just to see…” “Fuck, that’s hot,” said Mandy. “It doesn’t make you gay, it just sounds awesome.” Chris was stroking his cock, which I could hardly believe was hard again. “That’s got you turned on, hasn’t.