She just sat there not knowing what to say or do as she realized this was not a dream but the hands of her houseguest. The touch and the feeling felt ...ood to her inside and while she knew it was not right, she did not want it to stop. The touch, which began so soft and gentle, turned into a relaxing massage. She sat there reveling in the feel of this touch. It was a part of her life that had been missing for a while, the feel of human skin on skin and all the warmth and feelings that it can. Running my mouth and tongue over them, gently and repeatedly, as if making love to them. Her cock was rock hard and I was surprised by how eager I was to lick, suck and taste it. She pushed down on her shaft, making her hard dick stand straight up, encouraging me to lick it. I think she wanted to watch. I think so loved how eager she had made me want to please her. I started at the base of her tight balls and ran my tongue all the all the way up to the tip of her cock and tasted her sweet. "The show will tentatively be called "Honey Combs" - because they planon having two other girls in the house with me."Pops examined the contracts Dad handed us. "A million for each of us?I guess that's why they call it LA-LA land. They must not realizethere's a recession in this country."I was livid. "Oh HELL no. No amount of money will ever get me in adress. Dad, how can you even suggest that Pops and I would ever followyou into this madness? I think years on the road has finally gotten. " I smiled as I saw her waving and headed to where she wassitting.I was glad that Fiona would be sharing the bus ride with me. "Are youok?" Fiona asked as I sat down next to her. "Yeah," I replied. "Justnervous." Don't be, it'll be fine." She gave me a quick reassuring hug. I lookedat her, she was wearing her usual getup; ripped denim jeans and a red t-shirt that looked like it hadn't been washed in a while and her breastshung loosely, her sneakers were also in a bit of a state as well.