"No. We never talked about what was needed for the studio. Except that I suggested that she contact the University broadcasting program to float the i...dea of students getting credit for filming and editing. What's the lighting bid?" he asked."A quarter million dollars." Holy shit! Is she trying to set up an entire broadcast studio? That's probably as much lighting as we've got here at the station." You don't suppose that's what she did, do you? Do you think she might have tried to duplicate. As we carried on walking The Older Guy Shouted 'excuse me hello ' we turned around as they hurried towards us , the older man noticed we was english and told us that he was also english , he asked us if we could spare 5 minutes of our time , So we Happily Agreed.Chapter 2 (the proposition)We walked Back To Our Sun Loungers and sat down , Suzanne Slipped Her Green Thong Bikini Bottoms On As we Talked .The Older Guy Asked If It Was Ok To Film Us As They Asked Us a few questions about nudism and. Her saggy tits hung almost down to her stretch-marked belly, and right under that the bristly dark hairs started and formed a bushy thicket between her thighs. I almost wished she had left the gown on, but I was polite enough not to show that in any way as she sat on the bed.We tried an awkward kiss during which I was nervously aware of my mother’s naked nipples touching me and the twitching and hardening which was happening in my groin area. Mom was holding my hand and looking me in the eyes. And now, for nearly eight hours, being no longer a virgin.As I started to stir I saw Lana open one eye sleepily. "I had a feeling you'd wake up raring to go, she said, reaching down and grabbing my stiff cock as if she was checking to make sure it was still there. Bart rolled off of me and pulled a pillow over his head, and so Lana scooted over and lay there on her back, big breasts rolling to either side, a vast expanse of white belly beneath them, and her legs slightly spread apart to reveal.