I looked inside the window of where I planned to go. A nice little room it was, all painted with pink and trimmed with little girl designs. I dug my n...ils into the screen and tore into it, very quietly pulling it off and placing it on the ground. I placed my fingers on the window and slowly pushed up. Damn. It was locked. ‘Hmph,’ I said to myself. I had planned for this. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a sharp scalpel, cutting a small enough hole into the top of the window for me to. I always thought Steve was lucky to be married to such a beautiful woman. “This is Carla,” I said.“I'm Catherine. You're just in time for dinner.” “I remember your cooking when we lived in Philly,” I said. We were standing in the kitchen but saw it was a section of the round open space. A round oak table was in the area next to the kitchen and I looked around at the couches and chairs across from us. The floor was concrete and I could feel the heat and knew it was a radiant slab. On one side of. Jennifer took my cock in her hand and slowly, so agonizingly slowly, pulled about 3/4 of it out of my pants. Then she began moving her hand up and down at a very slow pace. I think that if she had sped up, I would have moaned loudly and shot my wad all over her hand then and there, Hollywood be damned.Jennifer's pace was a bit maddening, but it felt so good. I could feel her nails, only a few minutes before shaking the hands of some of Hollywood's elite, rubbing against my skin so lightly and. My body jerked softly as it convulsed with every pump of my cum leaving my frail body. A sweat broke over my body as I stood up and crept quietly over to my window. I was feeling very relaxed and confident in that moment. I smiled and asked Brett if he liked what he saw as I lifted the screen up. Brett didn't say a word and I noticed his body moving. I looked down and saw Brett was jerking off, his jeans were unbuttoned and his cock was looking up at me. I had to wipe saliva from the corner of.