Then Dyanna asked me “Is there something wrong with me that my husband doesn’t want to sleep with me or is it an age thing”.I swallowed hard and...looked her up and down, finally I said “oh it’s not an age thing, I’d fuck you right here”. Dyanna smiled and stated “I wasn’t ready for that answer but thank you”.I’m sure she could see my hard on growing in my sweat pants by now. I thought to myself, fuck it and went for broke. I walked over to her, put my right hand behind her head and planted my. Gent seems to think I am doing ok." I retorted, instantly regretting it seeing the stung look on his face."I didn't think you were like this Mason," he sounded hurt, he began stuffing the sheets back into his bag, "I think we should just steer clear of each other for the sake of the shoot, agreed?" If that's what you want then fine by me." I was also hurt but with everything going on in my life at the moment I really wasn't in the mood for a spoilt Lockie. I drained my drink and made my way. Julie:- “I'd like to be swept off my feet, to be out of control, fucked out of my brains, not have to think, be taken over and over."George:- "Could you let yourself go like that?"Julie:- "I don't know, but I'd really like to find out."George:- "You've recorded this haven't you."Julie:- "Yes, I guess I have."George:- "Promise me this, if you don't get what you need then play Anthony this tape. Will you do that?"Julie:- "Maybe,"George:- "Promise."“Did you promise?”“Actually no, but I’m showing. I was reallynervous and yet, horny as hell.About 20 minutes later he said "Stephanie, please come in here."I pulled up my panties and lowered my dress in the back and walked intothe living room. Tom was still sitting on the couch and I stopped infront of him, curtsied, and said, "Would you please fuck me sir?" He took my hand and made me sit on his lap. He asked me to ask him again,so I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Please fuck me sir."He took his left hand and played with my bra,.