I lay down on the bed, pulled the pink coverlet up over my and wasout almost before my head touched the pink ruffled pillow.I woke, sort of, to the so...nd of breakfast being made in the kitchen.There was a note on the nightstand next to the bed. "You should takethese pills, then shower. Do your makeup, get dressed and come down tothe kitchen." I took the pills with the water next to them and went offto the shower. I remembered where the bathroom was.I took off the nightgown and stepped into the. Ally waited for a moment, still unsure of my reaction, but as I said nothing, she carried on."That's when I decided that I would become a producer. I hired a studio, a photographer, and models. I had learned that Lesbian stuff sold well, so that's what I did. Some of the girls I booked were bi-sexual, and would happily get it on with other girls, I didn't pose in any of those sets. But I also found out that there were magazines and web-sites that wanted more artistic stuff, erotic rather than. His jet black hair, was longer than was tradition, it fell to just below his chin. It was ruler straight and thick. Oh, how she had longed to run her fingers through it! His eyes, they were the exact same shade of green as the tear drop emerald she always wore at her throat. His voice had enchanted her from the very first moment she had heard it. It was very deep, and he spoke with the Irish brogue that had always made her knees weak. His smile, oh god, she had become addicted to it. He had the. They rolled to their sides and he stayed embedded while his love tool shrank, reluctant to leave that pleasureful place. He gave her another kiss after he dressed and left. She lounged there for a while reliving the sensations of the morning, rubbing herself with fingers coated with the spend of two men. She often had thoughts of gratitude for nature designing her vagina to so easily welcome and pleasurably accommodate the assorted sizes and shapes of penises that she might choose to enjoy. It.