Back to Robert, the actor, well established in the industry. I landed him by sleeping with his publicist.You see, publicists are the gatekeepers – m...st often they are the ones deciding who shoots their clients. So, after dinner and some drinks, I let him fuck me. Shallow, I know, but I got to shoot his client, Robert M; two-time oscar winner nearing his sunset and looking for a boost.That gig put me on the map and I never had to whore-out again, never for work, anyway. But, it’s something that. It was a large place with over 75-80 private rooms and was four levels counting a pool on the roof and another pool along with a wet sauna and a dry sauna. On the second floor which is where my room, was also a large maze with it being in almost total darkness. I went to my room and stripped off all of my clothes. I decided to lube my hole anyway and I wrapped my towel around me and placed my key which was on flexible band so you could place it around your wrist or ankle. The whole place is. " Oh my god you're so fucking kinky I love it!" she said, giggling.Matt lay frozen in fear as his mom climbed on top him, her face inches away from his, her tits pressing into his chest. His mom smiled at him and stroked his face."Just be a good boy for mommy OK. Mommy needs this." Spread your legs slut!" Darnay ordered.Matts mom did as she was told, causing the weight of her body to press down through her crotch onto Matts, her tits pressed so tightly against his ribs he could barely breathe.. Her dress was soon on the floor, luckily the type of material that doesn't ever crease; we left it where it was. She soon lay before me wearing only her night-sky panties, having not needed a bra to go with her dress. I kissed up her stomach above her panties, kissing over the beautiful globes of her breasts to her slender neck just below her ear and back down, suckling on her nipples this time. I took pause for a moment to simply observe the beauty before me and sighed contentedly. Life could.