"I had a few minutes to kill, so I figured I'd wish you a happy New Year." Right back atcha." Sheila there?" Yup." I turned to Sheila. "It's Jake." Ja...e?" she said. "Calling you three hours before he has to play in the Rose Bowl? He's insane," she smiled."Yes, I am," Jake, who obviously heard her, said into my ear. "Are you at your house?" Actually, no. An old classmate of mine invited us over for a Rose Bowl slash New Year's party. But this place is lousy with Illini fans, so you'd better kick. Jacque promised me a tour of the studios before we commenced filming. In the first dressing room we visited I watched in awe as a fluffer expertly teased a man to erection while the woman he was about to fuck on camera kissed another man.“Any black men filming today?”“I thought you might ask me that,” Jacque tells me as he leads me a dressing room where two tall, extremely well built black men, naked apart from the one earring each, are rubbing oil into each other’s bodies and taut arses.“This. After a few gags, my mouth was so filled with his cock, saliva, and mucus from my throat that it began to come drooling out of my mouth on his cock and onto my chest.Soon, my face, chest, and breasts were covered in my own spit, mucus, and tears as I was crying from the gagging, the pain, and the humiliation. My father continued fucking my face and when I would gasp for breath, his cock would often manage to lodge deeper inside me on the next stroke. On one final hard thrust, he lodged his cock. "You wouldn't believe how hot his prick is. God, the feel of it between my feet drives me crazy! Oh, I wanna fuck!"Peggy suddenly slumped in her seat, kicking her legs up in the air and spreading them wide. She braced her bare feet up on the back of the seat in front of her."Take me, Romeo," she moaned. "Oh God, fuck me!"The dog rose up, prick flexing crazily, and grabbed Peggy around the waist, sinking his claws into her smooth flesh for a good hold. He humped at the air as he moved close to.