Or at least as close to home as we were ever going to see.A big part of it was that I suddenly felt so helpless. All my life, I'd been the master of m... destiny. I saw Burt the first time when I was about Val's age and within a week I knew he was the one for me. It took less than another week to convince him of that and we were married and had started on our family a couple of months later. The two of us worked together, raised two wonderful children and created a thriving ranch before Val. But first we got two things to take care of. I want you under an exclusive contract to make films for me and... we need a name for you." You mean like a movie name." Right, something, well... provocative. I was thinking along the lines of Susie Squirter. What do you think?"She laughed."Maybe something a little less obvious." OK, actually the first name's not bad. Marcy..." he mused aloud."How about Marcy Childers, my maiden name?" No pizzazz... wait, I got it, Marcella Devereax. Course we'll. This only made her own worse, and she considered briefly whether to give her husband the surprise of his life by dragging him off into a quiet corner somewhere and ripping off his trousers, or whether simply to go in search of Tom herself, casting her wedding vows to the wind, and get first hand experience of the young man with the enormous reputation in his trousers.Her annoyance was increased moments later, when she noticed her chief bridesmaid staring at Susan's radiant features, and. I went to parks, restrooms and got a couple of rejections from guys working construction and lawn care. Although one of them wanted to at first, said he never had a guy blow him but needed it and he let me reach into his pants to grab his soft cock and then chickened out because he didn't want his wife to know, I understand that! He actually asked if my cock was hard and if so could he see it? He had never seen another hard cock except in porn. I just pulled my pants up a little to let it slip.