"Wow. Isn't the view breath-taking Dean?" Denise said, turning to me as we rose. I nodded in reply; it was a brilliant site to see all of the studio w...arehouses and offices falling away from us as we shot up in the elevator. But the ride was short lived and behind us I heard the "DING" of the elevator coming to a stop. We walked out of it and down the hall toward Jack Shaffer's office, the head of Paramount."Mr. Shaffer will be with you in just a moment," his bubbly secretary said as we took a. Course he’d kick your ass first.”“‘Trim?’ And I thought you said he’d go after you, not me, if we… if we did what we just did?”“I lied. See? I really am a bitch. Don’t worry, he’s an ocean and continent away and he’s not coming any closer. Plus he’s a foot shorter than you. But he fights dirty. Part Irish. Gross red hair. Ugh.”“Doesn’t he already know? When he called, you said that you were… that we were… you know.”She laughed, but not maliciously. “No, no, that’s just how we joke. Anyway, you. We held our embrace for a moment before we parted. While I went back to close up my area, Ty took the camera down and arranged the tires back to the way they were. That night when we got home we made one last video for the day. After dinner I was tied to the bed upside down while Ty licked my pussy and asshole clean of cum. It had been accumulating between my legs all evening. Her tongue slid in from behind and reached as far up as the tip of my clit. She flicked it gently while I wiggled my. I wanted one of Bob’s ‘Shahrazad blow jobs’. “On your knees slut and suck me off!” Dutifully my beautiful Darla dropped her head into my crotch, licking my thighs before running her tongue over every nook and cranny around my cock and balls. Finally, those warm moist lips closed over the end of my penis, then began to rake its full length from head to root. This was my first personal experience with the ‘Shahrazad’ technique I had seen Bob teach Sally. Darla did it well. Outdid herself in fact..