Mr Rogers, Greg and Cassie returned back to their cottage, Greg and Mr Rogers discussing how well the shoot went and how Cassie was brilliant, even th...ugh Cassie hated what she was doing, she was happy that Mr Rogers was impressed and how he was going to make her famous. She returned to make dinner and then did 5more hours of photo shoots before bed.The next morning, Cassie was now drained, she got up to make breakfast, sneaking some food in her mouth as she cooked. She served breakfast and. “Eating at work is bad for your digestion, Greg. You need to find something different to get your mind off things.”The voice and perfume identified the hands as Eleanor, his colleague and chief competitor – and delicious side piece. Greg leaned back in his chair, and pushed his feet well forward and out, giving Eleanor a good look at the bulge in his pants. “I’ve got something different, Eleanor, but my day’s been too busy to deal with it, you know what I mean?”The redhead chuckled, and spun. The bathroom was my next stop. I made sure that my half-hard dick was pointed at the toilet and cut loose. It doesn't take me long to piss. I might have an otherwise unremarkable body, but I'm hung like a horse. Even if my bladder is full to the point of aching, it gets emptied in a hurry. A girl once told me that it sounded as if I was emptying a bucket of water into the toilet.In the kitchen, I ate a bowl of cereal and set the coffee maker to work. Then it was time for my shower. I journeyed. Her hands played with my breasts, and her amateur touch turned me on more.Feeling it was time, I slowly got up with her petite body in my arms. She looked at me, surprised, and her legs instinctively wrapped around my body. I turned around and laid her gently on the bed. Curious, she laid there, sprawled on the bed with her hands over her head and her legs spread. I took my clothes off, stripping down fully naked as she looked on, biting her lower lip.I crawled on top of her and she smiled as I.