My little girl's head briefly fell back, her mouth gaping open in a silent scream, her body becoming momentarily rigid. "Oh god, honey," I moaned. "Di... I hurt you so bad." Tracy relaxed and smiled up at me, pulling me down onto herself. "It hurt for just a second, daddy. It surprised me because I forgot that it might hurt." She wiggled her hips under mine. "It's ok now, daddy... it even feels... good. Daddy, fuck me; fill me up with your semen. Go ahead, daddy, fuck me!" I pushed myself into. “I want a bigger gun!” he demanded. So saying, he returned to the cave carrying a spanking new AK-47 and began releasing volley after volley into the cave entrance. Eventually, the smoke cleared and he tentatively gazed inside. No sign of the bear. TAP, TAP, TAP... “You know the routine.” said the bear smugly, pointing to his crotch. “GRENADES!” bellowed the hunter, bursting into the gun shop, “I WANT GRENADES!!” Armed to the teeth, the furious hunter returned to the cave, and began wildly. Several of the people on the set heard it and laughed. I was crushed and I couldn't believe anyone would dare talk about me that way. One of the other models asked me for my autograph. That made me feel a little better, it's always good to have fans among your peers. I felt good all the way up until she told me that she had seen my first cover when she was in the 2nd grade.While I was in my dressing room feeling sorry for myself, one of the assistants told me not to worry about those assholes. She roughly squeezed Sandra's large brown nipples. "That's enough", Sandra heard Rachel say. Carmen left go of Sandra's tits and stepped back. "It's time for the lesson", said Rachel to Sandra. Sandra felt someone grab her ankles and pull her. Her head hit the edge of the desk. She was being turned over as she was pulled. Finally she was on her face bent over the edge of the desk. "You've really got a fat ass," she heard Rachel say from behind her. "I think it needs some working out!" With that.