I took his cock in both of my hands and started to pull him hard, spitting on the end of his cock to add lubrication. He pulled my hair and called me ... dirty slut; saying he was going to fuck me hard.He dragged me over to the dressing table, pulling me to face him before smearing my red lipstick across my face with his fingers.He turned me around and made me bend over. I could see him in the mirror, as he rubbed his cock against my clit, slowly inserting just the tip into me. The bastard loved. You can leave now. I will get ready and come to the hall as I need to watch some TV programs.Kishore: Anni, I know I am troubling you so much. Can I suggest this if you don’t mind?Me: What da?Kishore: Until audition practicing is important to me. I know you will have a lot of work at home and your own entertainment stuff like watching TV programs, etc. I don’t want to disturb you so much and also don’t want to compromise on rehearsalMe: So what you are proposing?Kishore: I know it will be. With that, I went to bed.----I was lying in a bed that I knew wasn't my own as I roused. I heard afamiliar voice from distant past, one that is mildly Spanish accented."Good morning, beautiful," it said. "Don't be upset, but somethinghappened that only one of us may be happy about."I opened my eyes and as they came into focus, I saw an older version ofsomeone I knew long ago. He possesses the looks and physique of MarioLopez. I thought it was some very realistic dream. But I was awake. Do you need more?" No, that is fine, Monsieur. Just one moment." There was a muffled noise at the other end of the line as the clerk laid the phone on the desk and moved away from it. Kevin reached in his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, taking out and lighting it while he was waiting. He would see how efficient Jean had had her friends be. This would be the first thing her father would have checked. If it was verified then he would do nothing else. What could he do? One had to.