Duncan," said Donna brightly, straightening in her chair as she said it, her breasts swayed alarmingly inside the white lab coat she wore. It was not ...immediately apparent that she was wearing anything else."Um, Sean, please," I said."Yes, Sean." She drew out the name with a little smile playing across her lips. "Sean, this is Bruna, she'll be taking you back to the examination room." Mr. Duncan, this way, if you please," Bruna spoke with the trace of a German accent. She bid me follow her into. "Paige put her arms around his neck and pressed her crotch against Tim's semi-erect manhood. "I can't wait," she whispered, then kissed his cheek as she ended the embrace.Tim felt his cock surge to attention as her ass wiggled away."Damn!"Tim took a deep breath outside of Paige's apartment door. He had waited a week before calling her. Between vacations and book signings, it took them six weeks to find a mutually acceptable date. Tim wanted to take her out to dinner and the theater but Paige. If Eric noticed he didn't seem to care. It was nice knowing your girlfriend made other men a little envious—there was a pride in that, even amongst close friends.Kristy was well manicured and had a cutely round booty and perky b-cup breasts. She kept her hair straight and cut into bangs and it was a dark brownish-black. Her skin was an olive-toned with a slight hint of her mom's Mediterranean heritage. She was a catch. The bathing suit really only covered the front part of her boobs, leaving. With thereal Raquel's face in her hand, the fake Raquel smirked for the last timebefore the memories rolled in with a whole lot of porn shoots andinteractions with directors and co-workers.It sucked.It really did.Memories of long hours of waiting in the nude, completely unsatisfied byher co-performer, getting yelled at by the director who demanded sexualfavors to keep her around for long hours, injecting substances to stayenergetic, and lone evenings getting hammered-out drunk to cope.Onscreen,.