I decided to stop thinking about my condition and got up to make breakfast. Today was Saturday and I wasn’t working. Nevertheless, I couldn’t help...thinking about last night being Friday the 13th; it hadn’t been a good day for someone had it? As for me, our drink finished, the police had surrounded the place and my beautiful drinking partner had gone off with the authorities leaving me alone in front of my beer. Apart from that, I was having strange dreams these past few days. I could even call. He looked into my eyes as he pushed a little harder. I gasped as my vagina accepted his initial invasion. The head disappeared inside me.Anthony held still for a moment allowing me time to feel his girth and adjust to it. All this time, I was stroking the penis in each of my hands and the ladies were driving my libido to a crescendo making love to my foot and toes. The men were now firm and oozing precum. They stepped closer as I took the glans of the one on my left into my mouth, tasting his. ’ Alex said sharply. He wasn’t adverse to criticism- especially constructive criticism- but something about Jonathon and all he stood for rubbed him up the wrong way. He sometimes wished he’d put up more of a fight when he was told by one of the senior men at the network that he’d be having someone to act as a liaison between the production team and the network itself. Although it wouldn’t have made any difference. ‘Is it really necessary to shoot it on a beach? Couldn’t it be done on the set-. Knowing he was about to be fucked like an object."You wanted me to use your mouth," I hissed, leaning over, brushing my lips over his ear. "And I am."*****To torture him, more, I moved my wet fingers under his nose. I held him still with my other hand, a fistful of hair, and made him inhale my scent. His whimpers sounded like half-sobs of frustration."You want to be licking me, don't you?" I asked. He did not respond, so I tightened my grip and growled, "DON'T YOU?"He nodded, nodded and.