‘Goddamnit, Henry! Concentrate!’ The chastised cameraman looked sheepish for causing another delay, but the rest of the crew begrudged him not. Ro...e and Sandra were a rare treat for the otherwise jaded crew of a porno set. They were used to straight girls, with implants and bleached hair, pretend touching one another and poorly faked orgasms. Rose and Sandra were the real deal, a pair of young, eighteen year old lesbians, that went down on one another with zeal and no faking. Jamie Jacobs was. "I see your point," Sandra said. "I shouldn't assume anything aboutTony. Everyone has a hidden talent. This could be his, I suppose."And she turned to me. "So, Tony, I apologize. How are you at manicures?Did YOU paint your nails when you were little?" Sandra laughed again.I tried to play along, laughing myself. But somehow, it didn't soundvery convincing I thought. "Ha ha. Very funny. Of course I didn't playwith nail polish when I was little." Funny. You seemed to stress that last. "Come on mam put this on and we will get out of here." I told her.She jumped, and then seemed to realize what I said then reached for the jacket."You will have to get on behind me and tell me where to go, I have no idea where I am," I told her as I straddled the bike and started it up. She had the jacket on and I held out my hand, she took it and climbed on behind me. As I was getting ready to start off, Kate cried "my purse". I hadn't seen a purse in the apartment, course I wasn't looking for. "Good. I'm going to free one of your hands and let you get yourself off. You got to watch us put on a show, your turn to perform for us."My wrist was very sore and red once it was set free. The moment I put my hand up to my mouth for saliva, for lube, she stopped me."Uh uh. No spit. It wouldn't be very fair for mistress to not allow lubricant though. I'd hate for you to chafe and whine like a little bitch. All of this semen is yours to use. You have no choice!"Her large breast moved closer.