Gemma Atkinson would be shooting an independent horror movie one weekend, flying up to Scotland for a FHM shoot or back in London for some work with C...annel 4. While this was great for her career and great for her bank account, she never really had much time for a boyfriend… Or even a fuck buddy. She would be on set with lots of young boys who all seemed able to do the job but would either back out or never even turn up. Maybe they thought it was a hazing? If it was, it was for Gemma. She had. " He's not going to die?" Indeed he is not. On that you have my word." Oh, Mr 'olmes," she cried flinging her arms around his neck."You are deeply concerned about your employer, are you not?" he asked, placing a comforting arm around her shoulders."Yes, sir," she sniffed."And you are missing his attentions." He tightened his arm bringing her into a closer embrace."Yes, sir." The night-time visits meant a lot to you. They opened up a new world, one you sorely miss." Yes, sir." Her voice was. He had a foxy smile.He understood that she was a lot aroused.He brought her on top of him, and guided his cock inside her pussy. He started to fuck her pussy hole.She started to fuck his rode that had become like steel now.They were fucking, he was biting her beautiful pink aureola.He was biting and suck her tit.He was hitting her butt.He put a finger inside her anus while they where fucking.She liked that.He hugged her and brought his mouth near to her ear.While he was fucking her, he. “Mmm. A nice little cushion,” she said as she came to the neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair. Immy had been trying to make me shave it off completely like hers, but I resisted and only allowed her to tidy it up for me. I must admit I got a thrill when I stood before the mirror after a shower because she had trimmed it to just a neat triangle and the lips of my pussy were bare and protruded.The briefs were slid down my legs and I felt Jaq’s lips on my mound. Gentle, seductive kisses, her.