We got back to my place before 11PM. Neither of us was ready for a repeat of the night before. We did sit and talk for a short time over a Canadian Cl...b and Ginger Ale. I learned more about the Reality TV Network. Reality TV was the cheapest to produce. The owners not only paid the stars shit wages, they also paid the craft people very poorly as well. So most of their craft people were burnouts and new hires right out of college."You said before that Earl was a burnout?" I made it. I triggered the recliner for the seat I was in, as it reclined both girls readjusted. Sam now had her feet near my feet that rested outwardly on the recliner, and Kate remained with her left calf on my upper thighs and her right foot lightly on my, now stiff, dick. She continued to rub up and down my shaft with her toes and pad of her cute foot. I leaned back more into my seat enjoying the light touch. Kate then slowly moved her toes to the waistband of my boxers. Tucking her toes in and. I tried to keep my evenings free from routine. The familiarity I had sensed about Hannah was confirmed Tuesday morning as I was surfing the web for tiny, small titted, young women. There in front of my eyes was the spitting image of Hannah. Her name was Sara Luvv. She was a favorite of mine to watch when I had been home. Miss Luvv had an amazing ability to make eye contact with the camera operator and had absolutely riveting facial expressions that combined with her body’s reactions when she. And there are a few students – like Andy and Anna, who work part-time as our receptionists – who are working towards their FDs (Doctor of Fucking). Andy’s dissertation is on Ass-Fucking in the Twentieth Century; he also lectures on the Anal Ab Initio short courses. I bet Daddy would love to meet him: they have so much in common! Anna’s FD is on Tits Through Time – and hers are huge, but completely natural, all soft and jiggly. Anyway, Andy cornered me at the beginning of the Freshers’ Fuck:.