... I love her. Be good to her ... respect me. '' I nodded in acknowledgement while letting my fat knob slip slowly inside her boiling honeypot then s...liding my fat gnarly hard cock up, up inside her. She howled like a wild a****l. I kept eye contact with her husband while doing this making sure he saw the sweet pleasure of her heated cunt wash over me. His hand went to his mouth he chewed his index finger. ''I want to be able to that to her, but I can't anymore ... thank you ... thank you.''. He waved his hands wildly, “Yes, yes, let them through. They’re talent.”Elsie attempted to push past, but was met with the bouncer’s meaty hand on her shoulder. “Hold up, you girls are both at least 18?”Again the girls looked at one another, then nodded furtively.“Could’ve fooled me. All these white girl models with no tits. I’m getting so old, I can’t even tell. You all look like kids to me.”Brie almost piped up about her pet peeve about being called a kid, but Elsie forestalled the effort. I tried, and usually managed to find a room alone and on this occasion, in darkest Norfolk, I had succeeded.Our female lead was Portia Parsons. Don’t blame me, blame her parents. Anyway, Portia was a good actress, gay like me but totally not my type nor I hers. She was terribly prissy and dull which is unusual in this profession.“Faye, why are you so juvenile? Can’t you ever behave?” Well, no actually. I mean, isn’t acting simply juvenile. Oh, I know the luvvies will tell you it’s serious and. He said maalum, woh sab isliye manaa karte hai kyon ki isme bahut mazaa hai . I took courage and said jo bataana hai aisay hi bolo . He ignored me and told Roohi isme itna mazaa aata hai ki ammi ko dar lagta hai ki hum log ko malum na pad jaaye ki woh abba ke saath kitna mazaa leti hain .This time perhaps Nagma also got scared of all this and said bhai jaan, Shabnam theek bolti hai, jo kuch seekhana hai bina kapde utare boliyay . He ignored Nagma also and said chalo Roohi, ek saath utarte hai,.