I noticed that she very strongly resembles a younger version of her mother Jean who could pass as a high society fashion model any day. Her long blond... hair virtually glowed like the finest spun golden silk and her riveting blue eyes, with just a glance would look directly into my soul. Nobody could look away from those eyes no matter how hard they tried. I mean my wife was so gorgeous she could give a corpse a hard-on.Standing there framed in the doorway Kimmey was a virtual goddess of. Major, finding himself confronted by female haunches, instinctively leaped up and clung tightly to Jennifer's ass. His spine jerked, and he hammered his cock out into her crotch in normal doggy fucking fashion. But the girl's cunt was already stuffed full of Joe's cock and the dog's prick simply bounced off Joe's scumbags and slid on up through the crack of her ass."Put his prick in me!" Jennifer squealed.Tracy was more than happy to assist in coupling them in this bestial buggery. Major was. If she inadvertently did anything to interrupt the shooting, the Director would throw her out on her ear. The Director—Brett—a curly haired guy who seemed to be a chain smoker, had already explained that they usually didn’t allow visitors to the set but that he would make an exception in the circumstances as a favour to his star. Marilyn had winked at Ella over his shoulder. Her blonde mentor and lover always seemed to know what to say. She stood with Jenny at the back of the main living area.. ‘Speak up girl!’ Moira shoved her playfully across the bench seat. I chuckled. ‘Well then, you two finish up. I’ll take care of the check, and I’ll give you a ride home.’ They nodded, already stuffing their faces with the remnants of their meals as I went up to the register. The bill taken care of, I turned back toward the table to see Moira and Shelly headed my way. They glided past me and out the door, headed toward my car. When they got there, they took up stations by the driver door. I.