Yes, thank you. And his last name?’ A further scribble. ‘And can I have your name, as well?’ She wasn’t at all surprised at his refusal. It wa... only later, much later, that she realized what question she should have asked him. By then, it was too late. ***** She pulled up about a block away from the small one-bedroom house, leaving the sirens off and coasting to a stop well out of hearing distance. The search and arrest warrants sat snugly in her coat pocket, making sure that her plan was nice. There were a few audible gasps as Steven came out onstage, he had their attention. "Please stand everyone," he said and theydid, "Now Sleep until I wake you."Almost all of the audience crumpled back into their seats fast asleep.Only three men still remained awake, three very small men. The footballplayers easily "escorted" them out of the auditorium and into separaterooms, where they were joined by the rest of their families. In theauditorium, Steven woke the crowd, had them strip and gave them. “Hmmm... Finger yourself in that shower, babe. Right now. Picture his mocha-looking-delicious muscles pressed up against you from behind. He probably has an eight inch dick and he’s lining the tip of it up with your tight little pussy hole right now.” A subtle anger flowed through the phone with her husband’s words.Andre pressed two of his fingers into Meisha’s pussy on queue. A moan slipped from her lungs. Her eyes rolled back into her skull and her back arched each time he pushed his fingers. Our film crew loved the idea of remaking this story back at the studio, so signed them up on the spot.Then the female director placed both hands on his shoulders, pretending to kiss him through both their masks, but brought her knee up viciously between his legs, smashing the chain and cock cage into his swollen bollocks, to the great amusement of his wife.At the StudioThe daughter looked fabulous dressed up in the most provocative school uniform from the props box, arriving home to greet mum.