She put her fork down, and began to slide the olives into her love canal, one by one, until all 12 had disappeared. “Wow, they sting in there!” sh... whispered, as she squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. Our meals arrived, and the waiter refilled our wine glasses and left us alone. “Now, my sweet, take the egg and shove it back into your pussy,” I told her calmly. “What? There’s no more room in there, sir!” she protested. “I’m sure you can jam it up in there among those olives,” I insisted. ...MMmmmm yes I thought, I want to feel it in my hand. Still banging my nasty pussy, I pulled a nipple into my mouth and showed him how good I suck on things. Taking the entire nipple into my mouth, I was thinking about touching his big cock. I was in a raging frenzy, wanting to touch it. Wanting to know how that big black cock would feel in my small bronze hand. Yes I wanted to know.... While sucking on my titty, his hard cock brushed against my arm, then my hand and worked its way against my. It did look quite a bit like a professional script, although he was still too inexact about some of the niceties of format. But those prior seven reject scripts had looked professional, too; they were written by some of the most accomplished pros in the business.But where his differed from theirs, was in the content. River Gravers, for all of its length, was at heart a delicate, elusive tale of hard-won self-awareness, hidden beneath a rich descriptive style. When the pros had tried to boil it. Eager expectation crossed her expression and she licked her dry lips……and let out an unrestrained moan as I presented my cock to her. I could see the lust flood her sweet Asian face and her teeth grind as she looked at me…..but she couldnt keep her hungry eyes off my dick…..couldnt stop licking her lips…..couldnt keep her mouth shut……couldnt quell the electric tides running through her starving vagina. Thats it….a beautiful sexy eighteen year old…..panting…..anxiety rising……young body at the.