I put my hand on Cass's thigh, but my hand suddenly jerked when Lena's cold, soft foot came sliding up my leg and into my crotch. Michael was the typi...al work-o-holic dad. Within minutes, his phone starting ringing, calling him back into work. He apologized and left. Cassidy told me she wasn't feeling good and asked me to come upstairs with her. I was about to until . . ."Well, how disrespectful! Kevin, you come bring these dishes in with me to be washed, Cassidy babe, go upstairs and rest,". As my eyes began to focus, I saw her head bobbing on my manhood. She was on a mission to suck every last drop out of me. After getting my bearings, it did not take her long to complete her objective, "I didn't bother to tell you that I was about to blow my load, because you were some engrossed in your work and you never had heard me. So, I gave you my best shot. Wow! that really felt great," I told June.Her reply was, "It tasted even better".June moved up next to next to me at the head of. I hated her. Of course little Miss Perfect would never be sick on the train after drinking too much! I even resented the fact that the drunk had chosen to feel up her tits not mine. No doubt mine were too small. I expect she only asked me along so she wouldn't be alone on this last train. It was always a slightly frightening experience, I wasn't sure if it was always the same drunks or not. They always stayed aboard when we got off, but I tried not to look at them, hoping to remain. He's seen the films and wants a deal right across the states. Says he'll outbid Chicago and LA but wants agreement now, eh! Sole rights for three years, eh!' 'What's he offering?' asked Sam. 'Three years is three times what we normally give. The copyright is ours, Boss!''Point is he could sell the story rights, eh! LA could use the films for copy backup. Of course they can't use the film itself but they could use the story as we show it... 'Sam thought. LA was the centre of a blue movie.