A phone call or two and he had made a suggestion which was eagerly accepted by both parties. They were now about to see his idea reach fruition.As wit... the still photo shoots, they were introduced to the producer/director, other actors and crew. Unlike a major studio production the entire production crew consisted of only a half dozen people. However the set, the inside of an alien spaceship did seem pretty realistic, Denise thought, with metallic looking walls and floor, large viewport and. ‘You got me! Now let me go.’ My thoughts, my hopes seemed to have dropped out of the sky as she started lowering herself down onto me. This was no joke at all. She was really going to go through with it and fuck my drug induced hard on. The head of my cock reached the entrance of her hot, wet pussy I couldn’t help but give off a shuttered breath at the sensation. Bridgette also too let out some form of a guttural noise when we touched. She went limp for a second and fell the rest of the way. When she had started on his leg, the ugly scar running from mid thigh down to his ankle, where the metal bolts that had held his leg in traction had left dark indented scars, she had trailed a line of gentle kisses, telling him that if she had known him back then, she would have kissed him better to take away the pain, so she was doing so now. Misha had just sat there, unable to speak, raw emotion filling him up. His love for her growing deeper and more pronounced as he watched her head move. Startled, I looked up and met his eyes. He must have seen the tears forming in my eyes, because his voice was soft and full of emotion. ‘Sarah, how do you feel about me?’ I wasn’t expecting that question. I was expecting him to ask why I was breaking up with him, or what I wanted from him, or even just to vent the anger he should have been feeling… anything other than this quiet, pained inquiry. ‘I… I… don’t know, Steven.’ I stuttered. I was lying through my teeth, and I was sure he would be.