I tried desperately to catch my breath. ?He looked down into my eyes. ?"That part of your life is over, pig. ?I really hope that you understand that. ...You will in a few minutes."?I closed my eyes and listened as he moved things around. ?This is for him. ?It's all about him. ?Just obey. ?I felt him wipe the cunt juices off of me and clean the table underneath my fuck hole. ?He put some kind of liquid all over my mound, probably antiseptic. ?Then, still without talking to me at all, he put clamps. It seemed like fucking. He was sure it was fucking. It wasn’t, not even close. How could it possibly be fucking? His big fat log wasn't even inside the woman. He thought it was, but what the fuck did he know? Remember? It was his first time. He had no idea what it felt like to have his cock inside a woman’s pussy. Vic didn’t know what that felt like, but Ellaree sure as shit did. She knew the feeling of a cock inside her body all too well and for some strange reason, wasn’t getting. This is someone's cute little way of halving their production budget and our cost over runs on out of control B Unit production costs will sink this little monstrosity in a sea of red ink, which creative cost accounting will make happen. Welcome to Hollywood, my fine studly looking creature from Central Casting, and at least they got the look right this time. We'll start out with the cattle call being for 'The Toast of the Castro' and when you're hair grows out a bit, we'll bit player you into. She reached down and proceeded to return the favor, pinching and twisting my nipples. I could feel her pussy still contracting around my dick. "Time for sixy-nine" she shouted, as she quickly moved off of my cock and planted her come filled pussy on my face. "Clean me good, dear brother."What could I do? I felt her mouth surround my cock and I dove into her sopping wet cunt. I could feel my cum running out of her pussy. I've tasted my come before, while eating my wife out or licking her titties.