I am still trying to think up an answer when my desk phone rings and draws me back into doing work. I’m still on the phone discussing the fate of th... Chicago branch when I hear something hit the floor outside my office, followed by a familiar voice exclaim in frustration. I glance away from my computer and, fucking hell, you are there, bent over at the waist, picking up some folders you ‘accidentally’ dropped, your luscious ass framed in my doorway like some delicious candy hovering in space,. Thursday afternoon, we pulled our van up to the back entrance toMcDougall's and unloaded our gear. I was in jeans, t-shirt and runningshoes, since hauling our gear up the stairs, across the bar and onto thestage was sweaty work, but I had a sexier outfit in mind for the show.We set up everything according to our usual McDougall's arrangement,feeling rather like it was old-home week: my amp and pedal board stage-right, then Mick's gear, Dan's kit in the middle, with Marty and Max onthe far side.. By the time I got to my car five people had come up to me to ask if that was me on the credits.I hate to lie, I hate liars. So I told the truth. “Yes it was me.” Takes us two minutes more to get to the car, with all the questions that were asked, I try to be as truthful as possible. What I get asked the most was. “What will you make off a movie like that?” This one is easy. “I don’t know.” Janet is looking at a lot differently now. I think well that seals it this is the last date for her. That. The feel of his cock just barely fucking her asshole made her want to push, take his cock deep, but she didn’t. Her asshole closed about the very tip of his cock, and she felt his jizz flow into it.“You came all over my ass!” She giggled, pulling from him and turning to face Jerry. “You must have been having a very good dream.”She hugged him against her naked tits, shaking with pleasure. Her ass dripped with his cum juice, and it felt very good to her.“If I could have just got it in your cunt.