I keep my car in an attached, heated garage and covered with blankets when I don't plan to drive it for a while. He helped me uncover it and I though... he was going to actually drool on it! I invited him to sit in the driver's seat and he was very excited. Beginning to think that maybe I had a chance to get naked with him, I asked if he would like to take it for a spin? He could hardly speak! I handed him the keys and sat in the passenger seat as the garage door opened. We went about ten. Every now and then the director would call cut, and start it from the start again, but it was pretty much non-stop hip-hop dancing. Soon she was dripping with her own sweat, but not only that… her pussy had become unbearably wet, and she could feel the trickle of the juices running down her leg as she moved. The men weren’t helping any, each of them had bodies that seemed to be chiseled out of granite, and she couldn’t help openly staring at the front of their pants, especially since her head. On the cover of the case...was me! It was my album!I stared at the image of me. The picture they had chosen to use was oneof the pictures from the airport. But I knew it was totally Sarah thesecond I saw the picture. My face was hidden behind my hair in thepicture, but somehow it was very apparent to me that Julia had been wrongabout losing the glam in the outfit. Dressed in the jeans and simple top,I managed to pull off an essence of glam even if there were no glampieces in the shot.I thought. Mr. Jenkins skipped all preliminaries and ordered Allison to strip at the start. The marks from the rod had barely faded. Mr. Jenkins removed a freshly cut switch from his briefcase.“I need to find some areas that aren’t already marked by the rod. I like to see the results of my work. Bend over and pull your cheeks apart.”Mr. Jenkins carefully applied the switch to the protected area between Allison’s ass cheeks, including blows directly on her anus and a few on her pussy. Because these strokes.