Your children love you. And trust me, Jenny loves you.”“You’ve never even met her.”“Give me her phone number. I’ll call her.”“And Rach...l-”“Listen, Johnny, before I call her, we need to go back over that story. You need to accept that she died, and that her death wasn’t your fucking fault!”Rachel and I boarded the Capitol Limited from the Metropolitan lounge. We had a Bedroom all the way down to Florida. We ate dinner with a couple who couldn’t be assed to talk to broke Hobos, and couldn’t. I could feel it building. It felt like a small wavestarting in my toes, which was getting bigger and bigger. It slowly madeits way up my legs to my ass, then it shot up to my fingers, going down myarms to my chest and up to my brain before coming back down my spine to myhips and my clit. Finally I screamed and had what felt like an earth-shattering orgasm. I'm not sure if I screamed, or it was just bloodvessels in my head exploding, but as I came and started clenching andshuddering, I could. I thought I did well as the arrogant American who was timid and felt girls were beneath me, but who would help because I was compassionate. This was a more messed up direction than I’d received in Cuba, where I was continually told only that I wasn’t ‘getting it.’I don’t think it would have mattered if I did understand his direction. We were declared perfect on one take and were off to the next one.Ari stopped by the set and I complained about the nonstop pace.“David, this is how much you’re. I was getting hotter and hotter, my pussy was streaming, I was fantasising about just slipping my jeans off and sitting on him. I would have to wait MONTHS for him to fuck meas it happened. "Oh god I CAN'T COME, I can't believe it " he complained "You've had a bit to drink, and I think you're nervous" I reassured him "Try to relax,just let it go, there must be loads in these balls of yours"He nodded"Close your eyes, think of whoever you'd like to be wanking you, imagine it's Kelly Brookor.