‘I’m sorry,’ I say. ‘Yeah, you are,’ Rachel says. She looks to Tia. ‘Come on.’ And just like my dad did, Rachel walks away. Tia linger... a moment and shakes her head just like my mom did. I think she’s going to say something but decides against it and walks away. I’m left standing there on my own and when I look around, I can see people looking at me snickering. They’re all dressed like they’re in some shitty B horror movie and yet they’re snickering at me. I can feel tears start to swell up. Then all of a sudden a stream of cum squirted out of his cock, my mouth was still open and his sperm jetted in hitting the back of my throat. I closed my mouth and eyes and tried to turn away but his grip on me was to firm. Then another shower of cum hit me, splashing my face, then another and another and another, I thought it would never stop. I forced the cum in my mouth out through my tight lips not wanting more to enter, I could feel it running down my chin and dripping off onto my. "Sure, Monica, I hope you'll always be honest with me," Lindsey said as she looked at Monica and smiled broadly."You're turning me on, Lindsey; you've said a lot of nice things about how easy I am to work with and that you love representing me, but you also said I was pretty and that you thought I was very sexy on-screen," Monica said as she felt her pussy starting to get very wet."You're turning me on, too, Monica," Lindsey said and she stood and walked over to where Monica had been sitting in. It usually consists of the usual junk mail but hidden amongst it all will be the odd bit of fan mail and more! I love fan mail, the dirtier the better, the thought of all those women and indeed a few men and everything in between becoming aroused by something I created is enough to get my blood pumping. Today I hit the jackpot! A friend of mine has made an unusual request. I been invited to visit his girlfriend while she is studying in Europe and by visit I mean make love to, the only catch is.