As her head became clearer, her adventures of the previous day came flooding back to her.It had started on the Friday in London with the seminar on Po...nography, which, as a freelance journalist, she was contracted to cover for a major Sunday newspaper. She had met David, Karen and Angie who made porn films. They offered her the opportunity to witness them making a porn film and yesterday, back in their home in Nottingham, she'd joined them to see how films like this were made. In her rather. "Or the doggy and I can share your pussy," Marylou added. "There's plenty of cunt juice there for us both." But--that's what lesbians do!" Rachel gasped."Sure. But I ain't a lesbian, don't worry about that. I just like to suck cunts. There's a difference."Rachel blinked. Maybe so, but it seemed like a very strange difference to her. Could a girl be a cunt-lapper without being a dyke? It was an interesting idea. Rachel remembered how she had tasted her own cunt juice earlier, when she was. How 'bout a little discount, you know, a group rate? the driver said with a thick Spanish accent."That's the price. If you don't want it, then I'm wasting my time talking to you," she said standing up. The streets have toughened her up some but inside she was shaking."How 'bout $150 for all three of us?" he asked with a toothy grin."I'll suck all three for $120 but if you want pussy, it'll cost you more." She listened as they talked between themselves in Spanish for a while before another. A couple hours and several beers later Connie knew that it was time. Nervously she walked out into the living room and flopped down into the chair across from her father. She was well aware that he could see her panties under the night shirt and more than once she caught him staring at the space between her slightly spread thighs. When he finished the beer that he was drinking she offered to get him another. She got one from the refrigerator, noticing that several were already missing from the.