commit aa620d577e7e28841926e0d6547e1e1c647f4c8f
parent 68e9a91ac11f2a4dd26d4456a62bc0ed46668feb
Author: John Shepard <j.shepard800@gmail.com>
Date: Mon, 24 Oct 2022 12:00:32 -0400
added: john story response (2/9)
Signed-off-by: SwiftWorship <tay@swiftie.one>
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@@ -339,3 +339,22 @@ sure but she knows it won't hurt.
coffee shop." As Mia prepares to continue her story, she makes sure to cross her
legs. Not to flaunt her thighs to the camera, but on the off-chance the story
gets to her too much and she needs to do something to relieve the pressure.
+
+---
+
+Mia sat right at the center of the grey couch, as he hoped and where she needed.
+John had filmed here before and found it a study piece of furniture, more than
+adequate for the work performed on it. There were two more cameras now catching
+her, one which should be getting her from and angled view at the toro and up to
+her right and full body on the left. He stayed at the center, fortunate to have
+the wide shot ready when her legs crossed with tight jeans.
+
+“So Miss Luck Of The Irish. Your unnamed paramour had that luck with your
+smiling Irish eyes. You walked out the back door and…?”
+
+Johnny’s hand slid to his thigh, creeping inside. He couldn’t just grab his
+dick, that would be impolite, but the honest truth was that he was feeling
+arousal and wished for some level of touch on his cock. To work this business
+meant you needed to be able to achieve a ready steady with little difficulty and
+John had that attribute, needing only the beginning of a sexy story told with a
+little bit of Mia’s throaty voice to get him going.
