The section dealing with Hector’s sudden departure finishes a quarter of the way down the page, yet the next day she starts writing overleaf. It’s...almost like she was blocking out any recollection of the disaster.”“That’s what she did. When you read on, you’ll note their relationship develops without any fresh mention of him being an actor.”“I’m exhausted, I want my bed, but I can’t stop now.” She leafed through the remaining pages. “Oh no, there’s loads more.”“Give me that. You don’t need to. “I like my men manly, cut, hung and obedient.” She turned to Paul. “Well?” Paul thought for a moment. “Probably tastes like chicken,” he said. We all cracked up. “My turn?” I asked. “Randy got to fuck; Paul got a hand job, what’s in it for me?” “Sweet dreams and a chance to do some working out. Starting with your right hand.” Barb was to the point. We all got more beer, and finally Josh got home. He had met Veronica at the apartment she shared with Sonja. Veronica told him that Sonja was out –. It looked so much more exciting than some young chick wrapping reluctant lips around a sloppy dick like it was a fate worse than death.I had heard from one of the old-time valets that she had gotten her start in Vegas with a stage presentation that highlighted her juicy on-the-knees performance. It seemed to hit a chord with both male and female audiences that recognized her unusual talents in that sort of display. It was a display that triggered lots of after-the-show action in taxis,. I reach down, shove the brush handle deeply into my gaping pussy, even though, unprepared as I am it is most painful. Doing so, I gasp and moan from the surge of lust that erupts in me."Fuck that cunt HARD for me bitch! Do it NOW!" John-Paul growls.And I start ramming the brush handle in and out of my throbbing cunt. Fast, hard, deep, grunting with the effort to do as He demands of me!"Wait! Where are the nipple clamps bitch? How many times have I told You to wear them when I call?" John-Paul.