‘Little pig, little pig, let me in.’As his distorted voice dies away, he lifts his arms up toward the door. The black material covering surges for...ard, slamming into the large wooden door. It is no match for the force behind the attack. The door burst from its hinges, blast apart into pieces and splinters.From behind the door sits Rufus with his arms up in protection over his face. Behind him are two more men, just as big looking and mean looking.“What the fuck are you?” Rufus question aloud,. Countless older men tried to convince me to become an actress when I was in my teens. But I wasn’t interested. Why would I want to suck some Jewish producer’s little dick in order to land the starring role? More about me: I’m little! I’m about 5’4? in heels and I don’t know what I weigh, nor do I care. I only I’m proud of my body. I don’t think it’s conceited to say that I know I’m beautiful. People tell me I’m beautiful every day. It’s a simple fact. I’m more slender than skinny. I was. "This is Otto. He is your lover now. You are to use him until you both cum. Talk to Otto as if he was a real man, taking care of you both." Jenny gently took Otto and guided him into her pussy, then lined up and entered my ass. She was on top of me, and I had my legs thrown wide into the air. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Wanda playing with the camcorder and cameras, shooting film like crazy. Then all my attention was taken by Jenny as she started moaning, "Oh, Otto, you feel so good. “Oh, hell no,” Donna quickly snapped back, leaning against Patrick. “We’re into this, this far, we might as well have a little fun.”I looked at Patrick and smiled. “You’ve been warned,” I said.Patrick seemed happy to take a chance. He looked at Donna and she gently pushed against him, saying, “Come on, dude, let me show you our work office.”I watched as they stepped out of the booth. Patrick slipped his arm around Donna’s svelte waist and hers around his, as they made their way out of the.