We talked for a bit, before heading back towards the cars. Ray helped me clean up around my car, before heading back to his truck. There were a few ...cars between him and my friends. That was perfect for some privacy. Ry had took my pillows and my extra blanket over to his truck for more of a comfy make shift couch.Once I got over to him, he was sitting in the truck with a couple of beers and my fresh fruit. I climbed up, making sure he could see down my shirt. As I crawled closer, he. " He looked pointedly at her."If you don't want to do nude work, you shouldn't have signed thecontract." And, he added to himself, you should stay the hell out ofBrett Bowers' bed!Stella scowled at the director. Tightening the blanket around her amplecharms, she strode angrily away from him. Howard watched her buttocksswivel left and right as she crossed the set. Yes, he told himself,Brett knew how to pick his ing?nues; Stella was one fine piece of ass!In her dressing room, as she repaired her. How things had changed. Now I looked andsounded like a girl.Downstairs Maggie and Emily sat in the lounge watching TV.My deceitful wife had taken everything I owned whilst I hadbeen blinded by love for her. Her spiteful daughterrevelled in her new found power over me. She had invitedShane her boyfriend over and he would be in the housetomorrow. I had forbidden her from seeing the boy. Onlyonce before had he been here, and I had made in plainlyclear that he was not to come again. Now I could. Hormones raging...no turning back now. Trailing soft kisses up my calves.. up my thighs... you stop.. With bated breath.. anticipation builds.. beaded sweat on brow. Parting my thighs...your hot wet tongue laps at my outer core.. My clit..I bite my lip..crying out..you suckle my hard nub gently. The ultimate kiss goes on.. I am writhing with unfulfilled need.. Hips gyrating.. Hands tangle in your hair.. oh please help me. Begging .. pleading.. tensions rise... close to the edge...