" So... this is for real, then? Any celebrity...?" Your mind races, going through possibilities."Only if you agree. In a few seconds a link will appea...r on your screen. It will show you your options."Just as she says the words, a message box appears. "Options", the box reads. "[Single: Get one celebrity for one fantasy: $149.99 USD]. [One Year Subscription: Get any number of your fantasies for one calendar year: $1500- USD]. [Cancel]."The prices seem outrageous at first. Admittedly, the CFS is. They were warm colours, nature's last hurrah before the cold really took hold.And, of course, they were like fire.Fire.She loved fire; loved snuggling up beside a big open fireplace, watching the flames flicker around the logs, the embers glowing brightly with almost fluorescent intensity. The light would dance on her face, alternately making her eyes flare red and disappear into shadow.Even just a candle flame could hold her undivided attention, flickering and flaring, twisting and turning,. Naturally, I knew nothing of this.I had known them four for years, I quite often had a meal with them, and a drink or two.I had found that I thoroughly enjoyed their company, we would sometimes, debate for hours about all sorts of stupid subjects.At times, I thought that Mya, seemed to be glancing coyly my way, but I surmised it was just my over active imagination.Then one day, David asked me to drop by, I thought it would be the usual, you know, fix a leaking tap or some such.When I arrived,. Itreally excited me to know that Bill was watching Amy'shead bobbing up and down on my cock and could see howmuch she got into it!I had to stop her after only a couple of minutes becauseI was about to cum. I told Amy to climb on and she movedup and positioned her dripping pussy over my hard cock.She sighed as she lowered herself down onto me, taking myfull 7" in one stroke. The way we were positioned gavethe camera a good side view. I was pretty sure Bill wouldbe able to see Amy's breasts.