Then he dressed up, in a suit and tie.Guys of the crew were impressed, as he was fixing his outfit: “Damn, boy! Looking so fine!”The gay stud smil...d, as he vaporized cologne behind his ears and on his wrists.“I got plans…”—————————“Thanks for your work, Bruno." His director was having a small talk with him outside the set."I really think you were born for porn.”“Really?”“Absolutely. I think you should always bottom. Cause you don’t just perform, on camera. You don’t just have sex. The way you. I gave it another lick, this time starting way down at the bottom and licking all the up to the dripping tip, it tasted salty and sweet and I wanted more! It was so big! At least 8 or 9 inches, mine was barely 5 and a half."Mmm, yea, i knew you were a little sissy since the moment I saw you!" "You love that cock!"I nodded and licked up another little bead of precum. I felt his hands caressing the back of my head and neck, running his fingers through my hair, it felt so good. I ran my tounge. “And you heard her. She’s got those two boys doing things to her nigh every night, and you just know they’re both fucking her at the same time.”“You make it sound naughty. You were getting DP’d on the regular before you jumped into my bed, Jen.” Laughing, Triss looked over and watched the blood slide off Jen’s skin, disappearing into the drain. Hot damn, Jennifer had a body.She must have noticed her gaze, cause Jen smiled at her, and started to make more a show of rubbing her body down. Around. “It’s a 2-hour drive to the burbs, I wanna beat the traffic” She said.“Coming” I took a last look at the building then got in the car.“Sad day? Or glad it’s all behind you?” Caitlin asked me over the din of Tina Turner on the drive home.“A bit of both I suppose. Helen and I…there were some good times in that apartment. Some sad ones too”“You know it wasn’t your fault?”“She couldn’t have kids Caitlin, it was no one's fault” I snapped harshly at her.“I mean the fallout, the divorce”“Oh I see…I’m.