And, transmitting it, all of it, live. It was like being a bug under a microscope.A million fucking dollars he was supposed to get for this gig. Even ...f he didn't manage to boff the broad, he'd still come out of it rich. And, a celeb to boot. But, think of the hit to his reputation if he couldn't get it on. And, so far, four hours into show, he hadn't been able to. Couldn't get revved up. Couldn't get it up!Every move you make going out at light-speed on international TV. Think of it! Every. .. I don't." No, no," Ashley said hastily. "I was just saying she was one more person who wanted me to start thinking about what the heck I've been doing, okay?" After a moment, Brad nodded."Okay," Brad repeated. His tone said he neither agreed nor disagreed."Anyway... I did lie to you about the reservation and stuff by not telling you when I found out... and I guess I lied about the reasons I still wanted to go up there too," Ashley said in a defeated voice. "I knew I had to tell you about the. He paused only briefly to adjust his back paws and move closer, and then he continued his thrusts. His cock seemed to go even slightly deeper now into Amy's pussy. New virgin territory stimulated. Again that wonderful feeling began to build. "Oh yeah Max. Oh yeah... oh yeah!" "Don't stop Max. Please don't stop," Amy begged. Max was not about to stop. Not yet. Amy came again, her long moan taking every bit of air from her lungs. Just as this sensation began to ebb, Max seemed to thrust even. Interesting. I wondered when she had seen it, but deferred that question. Next I pulled out the image used for the credits. This she had not seen. I stopped and let things sink in. Questions were stirring behind her eyes, but none were voiced. That was not good enough.I said, "What I have just shown you is in a published document. As such, confidentiality is loosened. What I will show you next is not published. It is closely held information, which is relevant to your position. I will not show.