I can now suck them down just fine so long as I dream of that big cock. Please Barney, I want that coat. Sally” Her reply was not only sad, b...t imploring me to find a way. I thought about it and figured there was no way, but I had to keep her happy or lose what ground I had gained with the two grand I’d already laid out. I typed out a reply. “Hey Sally, I know you want the fur baby, I don’t have a problem with you getting it at all, just timing sweetie, and we’ll go and buy it. Neither one was 20 yet. "Okay, did you have something specific in mind?" Just stand in front of us while we sit on the sofa and do it, please?" Well, usually when a guy does this he has some sort of visual stimulation, if you know what I mean." Yeah, we figured that would come up." They both stood and rapidly removed their clothes, a quick process as neither was wearing underwear. They sat down on the couch and "opened up" for my viewing pleasure. Tammy was unusual for the time as she was. She had finished filming 'The Dreamers' and was now getting ready to shoot another film, a French one this time, called 'Arsene Lupin'. When I enquired about Michael she told me that he'd returned to the States a couple of days after the incident at Bottleneck, his scenes having been finished. I was disappointed as, apart from when he was drunk, he'd seemed like a good bloke. Louis had returned home for a few weeks and would be making another film soon. She didn't know what it was. Lighting a. Besides, the exchange had reminded me of something I wanted to talk to Carl about, too. "Hi, are you busy?" Hey, hi," he greeted me. He was naked, too, and his cock rose to greet me, and he got that look in his eyes that made me go all warm and runny. I scolded myself for ever doubting him. "Just doing some extra credit stuff for math is all. What brings you over? You could have called." Not for this I couldn't," I argued, plunking myself down in his lap, careful to let his cock slip up between.