She looked at me and kissed me on the lips. She asked me to sit down on the couch so I did. She got on her knees and grabbed my cock with her right ha...d. She spit on the tip of my dick. As she pulled away I could see the spit falling down my cock while a thin stream of it was still attached to her lips. She looked into my eyes and licked from the base to the tip. She place my cock in her mouth and starting doing slow bobs with a hand movement closer to my base. She kept eye contact the whole. Just... everyone looks different off screen. It's the video camera effect." My dear, let me introduce myself. I'm Sandra Bullock. You may have seen me in such movies as..."Natalie giggled at the Simpsons-ism. She felt very at ease, even with this movie star sitting in her kitchen. It was kind of absurd, the whole situation was. Plus, she felt attracted to the star. Sandra was wearing a black tight T-shirt was flower patterns and faded and ragged blue jeans. And of course the cowgirl boots -. There was no sign of our passionate encounter; it was as if it never even happened. She met my by the bar and I handed her her sunglasses and bandanna. We walked to the door in awkward silence, and Kate stepped into her flip-flops. As we reached the door, she turned towards me and smiled nervously. “So…” Kate said. I shifted nervously on my feet, my mind in turmoil. “Stick to the plan,” I thought to myself, “this seems cold, I know, but it is for the best.” I stepped foreword and gave her an. Keller said while gently moving my head back toward his hardening cock.His cock was now sticking straight out toward my mouth and Mr. Keller was directing my head toward the tip.This was the point of no return for me. Standing in front of me was a ruggedly handsome man. Early 40s, very fit, intelligent and financially well off if my quick accounting of his assets were accurate. Then there was me. An 18 year old high school student living in a Foster home with nothing. I’m 5 foot 8 inches tall.