He brought in lights, and used filters to give the scene a bit of warm ambiance. Then he set up two cameras, with one shooting from the foot of the be..., and another coming from the side. He was deep enough into his director’s mindset to even grab a dolly a friend had made for him, in order to have an overhead angle coming from the foot of the bed.Thinking about that shot was what broke him out of his forced disconnection from reality. He could imagine her naked and masturbating, with her face. “ This is what I love to share with my lovers – their cum and now if you have the energy I want a second load down my throat”.She swung her leg off him and kneeling near his head she planted her mouth over his still erect cock, telling him “I’m a glutton for sperm and I want breakfast from you”. She commenced sucking and lavishing his young prick with kisses and kneading his balls but knowing he would take at least 15 mins to re- build his load. Thus after several minutes she just said “keep. The JHF as was billed as a home for pregnant unwed teens, which claimed to bring them back into the “narrow way” of faith while at the same time teaching them the value of hard work and providing for their children by farming. It was owned by the Jones family, an elderly couple who ran the farm and took care of the girls. Senior Jones, the husband and the only way he allowed anyone to address him, was also a pastor of sorts and claimed to look after the girls spiritual side while Mama Jones. We were getting along pretty well when it started getting dark and the party broke up. We arranged to meet the next morning for a ride.I slept poorly for some reason and about ten I headed for her condo. She was in the next row of buildings, so instead of going to her front door, I rode over the grass to her patio. I saw her bike parked there, so I went up to the sliding glass door, but before I could knock, I glanced in and saw her.She was leaning back with her butt pressed against the.