‘This man is pure temptation’ she thought. They stood staring at each other, not saying a word. Tension filled the room. It was Brian who broke th... silence. ‘Ahem so, Miss Grayson, this is my partner, Damien Crook.’ ‘Now, speaking of coincidence.’ Damien said with a huge grin stamped on his face. But Leigh didn’t return the smile, she quickly recovered from the shock of seeing him, ignoring his comment and with all the business facet she could muster she turned to Brian and urged him to. For before me stood Clara St Michaels, a rock singer and song writer of fame. She stood in front of tens of thousands of people and awed them with her voice, a voice so pure and powerful it could tear your heart out, and other times a voice so sad that could bring tears to ones eyes. Her songs were a mixture of hard pounding rock and slow ballads that seemed to draw her fans close me included, to me she was one of a kind. I soon realised what was different about her, her trademark long hair. She reached down and undid his pants and saw his boxers. She got up off him and moved down to the bulge which had kept getting bigger, she pull down his boxers to reveal his dick (which was easily the biggest she had ever seen) she was so shocked that it was so big that she just froze for a minute, then she put it in her mouth (well, as much as she could) and started bobbing up and down continuously. Arthur liked this feeling that he said fuck a lot for no reason. After about 10 minutes of. It was raining, so I didn’t wait for long after seeing Dominic in the driving seat before getting into the car and away we went. It was an uneasy conversation as you might imagine and when I asked where we were going Dominic said he thought I might like to see his place since he’d already had the benefit of seeing mine. During the small talk which followed I managed to find out that he worked for some agency with links to the film industry though on a very small scale. He was single, 28 and a.