It was a 5 minute event not worth writing over. Tall, great bod and an unusual dick, quite long, straight as an arrow and with a cockhead smaller tha... the shaft girth. And that cock produces the strongest most acrid tasting cum I've ever had the displeasure to gag on. It also needs to be said that Frank is one of the top high volume semen producers I've ever come across. Thus you know why I call him "The Evil Arrow". Got his number from an old friend and called from the Tarrytown. "Oh God, Cam, you're so hot... put your cock in me, make me come for you... fuck me, please fuck me!"She looks at you, surprised you haven’t cum yet. She looks at you with puppy dog eyes“Am I Ugly?”“Of course not, how can you think that”“If I was pretty, you would’ve bust your load by now, but I guess I’m not, I mean, you never talked to me in high school”You remember”“Yeah, you were probably the only guy there who was handsome, nice and not gay. Do you know I went to prom by myself, and I know. Your fingers are on my mouth they trace the outline of my full lips, which quiver slightly in anticipation. It just takes the simple act of you forcing my mouth open and thrusting two fingers inside for the mood to change to a wild one where the metaphorical door closes behind us and for a split second I am reminded of a supermarket, no exit until you’ve been round every aisle. Already I am gasping and you’re only playing with my mouth, it’s the simple things I think to myself as you add. She did it so well that I was almost brought to the point of tears in sympathy for her suffering. I was so struck that I almost missed my cue.I came onstage and played my part, but I found myself looking at Jill with wonder, never having seen her in this way before. After this scene, she and I had to do a costume change while all the other performers were onstage. It was always just the two of us backstage at that time. The first time or two, we gave each other a quick smile before she went.