She was to star in a short soft-porn movie shot by the same photographer that had introduced her to the world of gravure. For several months now, she ...ad been modeling tiny bikinis, usually alone in beautiful locations, sometimes there would be an 'off camera' assistant, always a female staff member, whose occasional job was to sensually spread oil all over Yui's body, under her bikini. And always, after a shoot, especially after these assisted shoots, Yui would feel very aware of her. We fell on the bed together while I got on top of her, kissing every inch of her body with such voracity as she did likewise. I wrapped my arms around her, unclasping her bra with one hand and throwing it off to the side. I brought myself to her lacy black panties feeling the heat radiating on my face. I kissed them softly as she leaned back, ready for the ride. While I kissed the thin fabric of her panties, my hands were on a mission of their own, tracing up and down her inner thighs,. Her clean, exquisite taste excited me even further as I tried to cover her entire sex with my mouth. I wasn’t successful, but she didn’t care. She moaned to God as my hot tongue split her petals while I searched, and explored. Finally, I sunk my tongue into her vagina. She clamped her legs on my head as I stretched her pussy walls. I was somewhat constricted by her hymen, but I worked through it. I felt her fingernails claw into my hair and scalp as l teased her clit with my tongue. Her breath. They liked their pussy juices a lot. I liked their juices too and from time to time they would allow me to eat them and make them an orgasm. I really liked to do that. It was my way of saying to myself that they still needed me for that. So, I went to the family room, turned on the boob tube and began watching the news. I got depressed quickly. The news lately are all tragedies. Accidents, fires, inundations, murders, etc. I turned to one of the movie channels and they were showing an Elvis.