.. So, I decided there may be some interesting possibilities.Phil and I used to be roomates. He had the upstairs, and wife and I had the lower, Then t...he WIfe moved, and it was just me and Phil. We sometimes talked about our porn likes and dislikes, and it turned out we both had a similar habit.That habit would lead us to some interesting adventures.Self cleansing, and insertion.Yup, a nice warm enema to clean out the waste treatment facility, then insertion that would make some vaginas. " Well, I'm late for work..." Peter said, looking at his watch. Thinkingabout how his boss was going to yell at him for his tardiness, Petersuddenly had an idea. "It would be nice if I didn't have to go to workanymore." Done." Lina smiled."Done?" Peter blinked. "What's done?"Suddenly Peter's phone rang."Hello?" Peter answered."Hi, Peter," his boss' voice surprised him. "I'm glad I caught you beforeyou got to the office. I have some bad news so I'm just going to say it.Your services are no. As I worked on his cock, he unbuttoned and removed his shirt, exposing his bare chest.Even though I was kneeling before him he stepped out of his shoes and pushed and wiggled his pants so that they fell to the floor. He deftly stepped from them and was fully nude except for his socks. I was at full stride now, moving my head, licking and sucking his cock, he reached out and ran his hands though my silky, jet-black hair until he once again held my head.As my head moved, he began to push and pull. So, I planned to hug and kiss as many beautiful actresses as I could, the same way I'd done with Ariana, but getting their exact locations was more often than not, impossible. Then I realized that I could watch the Oscar's or the Academy Awards live on TV and know where all of the gorgeous actresses were! So, I'd watch TV and kiss the most beautiful ones; run my fingers through their hair; and they'd react accordingly. They'd look startled, look around to see who was running their fingers.