Before I knew it, he was stark naked and as fine a figure of eye candy I’ve seen. Julie and I were naked, apart from our panties. I don’t know who...led whom to the bed, but we just ended up there in a triangle and continued our petting on the duvet. His groans of, ”Oh my!” coincided with his fingers pushing past my panty crotch and finding my wetter than wet pussy lips He was knuckle deep in the blink of an eye. Julie decided to lose her own panties and Tray was more than happy to finger us at. She was just resting on a chair.A: do you know what this young guy was doing? He was in the bathroom masturbating.I was shocked. I couldn’t believe aunty was telling all this to some stranger. I looked at aunty to say what are you saying. She was smiling. Then i saw nilima aunty was also smiling. I didn’t know what to do. I just stood there.Nilima aunty(na): he was masturbating? I wish i could have seen that.A: don’t worry you can see that now too if you want.Na: what? You mean he will. My mother wrapped her arm around me and whispered, "Let's go." We walked over to where Dennis was standing, his eyes swollen. The man was barely holding up."Dennis, I'm sorry about your wife," my mother said to him softly. "Thank you, Norma." My mother gave the director a hug, and I saw tears falling down his face. Someone else had replaced the strong Dennis Butz I had known. He was...human. She let go, and I hugged him next. "If you need anything Dennis, let me know," I whispered in his ear.. What are you talking about?” I knew, though, and my suspicions were confirmed when Dylan’s face reddened. “Nothing,” he nodded. “I…nothing.” “You want to make another movie?” I asked, trying not to sound judgmental. I wanted to have another movie of us, yes, but the actual making of the film hadn’t been nearly as sexy as I’d hoped and I hadn’t enjoyed the process as much as just fucking. “In your doctor stuff maybe?” he asked. This was a powerful turn-on for him; no doubt about it. “Did you.