The crash had been horrific, and Melissa, utterly despondent, had let herself go to Hell for almost a year -- but three weeks previous, her boss told ...er that her performance ratings were in the toilet and she needed to do something serious in the way of an attitude change or she was going to be jobless after the next review. Then her doctor told her that she was showing the early signs of diabetes and MUST get her act together if she wanted to avoid all kinds of health problems.That got her to. They had paid quite a bit of money to shoot a video that evening and I had also required a copy of it as part of our deal. I had been letting a lot of guys film me and it was such a turn on to watch it afterwards. It also got me excited while I played and posed for the camera. I liked showing off my skills, as I took on all of the cocks, which had used me during the last 5 months, while I had been working with my mom. We had been raking in the money lately and it was so nice to enjoy the work. My top was around my waist, my panties were around one ankle, and I felt like the entire Marine Corps had walked through my mouth on their way to making a spectacular noise in my head! It was not a good waking up!My back was registering a warm object next to me. Now, to be honest, this wasn't the first time I had gotten drunk and woke up with someone in my bed. It wasn't a habit, but it had happened before. The first time was in college and it led to a nice year-long relationship that ended. How we manage to sit like that for the remaining 45 minutes of the movie and not cum will remain one of the great mysteries of the universe.We close up shop as the movie ends, neither Brian nor any of the crowd the wiser. Your things are still in my room so we decide to sleep there again. Within fifteen minutes of the end of the movie we are back on my couch drinking beer."Why do we do this to ourselves?" I ask with a laugh."I don't know. Maybe because it's fun and a little risky." You take a.