I don't want to stop, I want to spring forth with all I can and cum everywhere. I want to feel the orgasm explode from me as it did with you many time... before. The cool air feels nice against my naked body. But the game has just began. Time for the next act in the play of my own erotic game. Standing up, my cock is bouncing, a vein along the side pulses as it bobs a little dance of joys. I touch it a bit underneath the head, and feel waves of excitement build again. Quickly I grab my long coat. Carly and Stephen took the back stairs, thinking it was possible the two had gone to a bedroom, but they didn't find them on the second floor either. They descended the main staircase and followed the hallway to Paul's office, which was where they found their spouses. The door to the office was ajar. Carly opened it quietly and peered in. Although she was hard to surprise, what Carly saw was far from what she had expected.Paul and Paige were in fact in Paul's office. But rather than hearing. She'd worked with Pete in France on a film called, "My Love For You," and Jo considered this one of her best films to date.Seven films at twenty-two wasn't bad, and to consider one of these a good film was even better. Jo knew actresses and actors in their fifties who still weren't satisfied or even considered one of their films good. At twenty two, Jo could at leat feel satisfaction with one of her films. And hopefully, this one would also be a work of art she could be proud of.When Jo first. ... well boo-hoo" teased Clinton from the doorway."Why were you in my room you self-centered jerk ?" Kynslie asked."Taking what's mine" her annoying brother taunted, holding up her laptop."What are you stupid? Clearly that's my laptop, now give it back" replied Kynslie."No not until you give me the money back you borrowed two weeks ago" Clinton stateted."Okay, I'm going to pay you back tomarrow, so give it back please" Kynslie pleaded."No" said Clinton.And I am sure Justin is going to puke at.