.."Judy took a second to catch her breath before climbing right over the back of the couch and taking the controller. Buddy, meanwhile, braced himself...against it and spread his cheeks."You ready, Bud?" Always, man."Guy pushed into his friend's asshole gradually, giving him plenty of time to adjust. It was a familiar feeling -- Guy and Buddy share a birthday, and took each other's virginity at a sleepover that snowballed into a weekend long fuckfest -- but he still liked to savor that first. I made her lie down and started licking her stomach. I licked around her navel and in her navel. She was squirming with delight and I started massaging her thighs. I lifted her sari up and kissed her inner thighs. She spread her legs wide to give me more access to her pussy. I started licking around her pussy and then I stroke her pussy with my tongue. Up and down then left and right. She started to lift her hips up to make me eat it. I took her clit in my mouth and started to suck it and then. You probably guessed that Tony got the contract and it was the job thatenabled his fledgling advertising agency to really take off. What youdidn't know was that I was the woman in the picture. Denise had gotten meinto the dress, made up my face, dangled a rhinestone earring in place ofmy little plain hoop, and placed a brunette wig cut in a chin lengthpageboy on my head.Before I say something stupid like, "the rest is history," I've got tosay that my first modeling experience was not an endless. Freedom doesn’t hold any appeal for me, and to be honest, I think freedom is a trap from which you can never escape.”“But you believe in free will, right?”“Moral free agency, yes. But I think pure freedom damages the soul because it provides no boundaries and no limits. The risk of pure hedonism and the total focus on self. To be truly human, you have to love and you have to give of yourself to others. And I don’t mean give physical pleasure, though that can be part of it; I mean dying to self.