. I helped him finish ... I, I sucked him off Ruth!." Anything else?" she whispered."No, that was all at the time; I left him to cool off. The trouble...was the following morning." Go on Margo; you'll feel better." Guy caught me off guard in the kitchen; became amorous again." He now felt I was his lover!"... "I told him that was wrong Ruth." Guy got overexcited; I tried to stop him but I had to give in Ruth. I felt so ashamed."Her comforting hand came to my shoulder and then she said the. " I laughed. She seemed to be smart, and I liked that. It's not often an interviewer understands humour. "That's right," I answered. "Well then, Carol, let's talk a little about you. You're a writer of erotica?" "Porn," I replied. "Erotica sounds too fancy for the stuff I write. It's hardcore porn. I don't want anyone to read my stuff expecting to find sensual love stories with some vanilla sex scene in them and then be put off by it, so I think it's better to call it what it is." She seemed a. She looked a lot like his current work mistress, Summer, but Celia was a blonde with short hair instead of the brunette hair that Summer had. What he really liked was the roundedness and size of Celia's figure. Her breasts were very nicely rounded, at least C-cups, and sat high on her chest, and she also had a nicely rounded ass that was just right for her shortness. He figured that Celia was no more than probably 5'2" to 5'4" or so in height. Philip's cock began to flinch and throb in his. Over his stomach, past his groin and willing erection, sliding between his legs and over the edge of the bed to kneel on the floor, I came to rest looking up at his shorts. Snaking my hand along his leg beneath the material and back again I watched his manhood tenting, then reached across for his zip. With deliberate slowness I crept the zipper down and glided my hand inside to feel the tumescence within. A wet patch was evident in his boxers and I hooked my hands into the gap, fighting to.