”The phone went dead. I had to smile. If left on my own, I’d happily write scripts and never bother producing them. I loved the creative process, ...but movie production was a yearlong headache. I’d decided to take the summer off to be with Amelia and finish the script. Peter was resisting, especially when I’d told him he was running the office in my absence. When he complained, I reminded him he was the highest paid assistant in Hollywood. That shut him up. But, clearly, he was trying to hustle. His mouth salivated while Pirra got busy with the blowjob. Perhaps he was thinking in a way to join them for the lovemaking to start, but, so far, he wouldn’t ruin the show that early.“Your wife… ohh… ahh…. is… ahh… amazing!”“See, I told ya!”Salvatore watched the scene for a while, but himself couldn’t be ‘relegated’ to jerking off with a better scene enfolding right on his face. Without asking Pirra (and if he asked, she would reject?), he went for butt and lifted her dress, exposing a butt. I could resist no longer; I slid back down the bed and buried my head under his kilt, diving into his cleft, kissing and tonguing his crack and tasting the sweaty scent of this, the most private area of his young body. I spread his legs, to discover his balls and erect cock, trapped by his kilt and pressed firmly against the bed and down between his legs. His cock-head was already exposed and moist; I licked it in a circular motion, before taking it fully into my mouth, as my nose pressed into. All you haveto do is have sex with me in your apartment two or three times a week andmake sure you use some sort of birth control. Can't have you gettingpregnant by me now can we? And if you should happen to get pregnant, makesure you have sex with someone else so you can honestly said I am not thefather."I was so insulted that I just stood up, slapped his face, and stormed outof the office. Tears were starting to trickle down my face. The otherladies came over and asked me what was wrong. All.