I dressed after Lisa entered the bathroom. I was looking forward to our shoot, but I had to stop and marvel at what had already happened. I had fucked Lisa. I could scarcely believe it. I'd been a fan of hers ever since I had run across her web page, months before. She was perfect. I'd lost count of how many times I had stroked myself to fulfillment while gazing at her photos and videos. The combination of her sweet and elegant demeanor and brazen sexuality drove me wild every time. I had been mulling over the idea of this trip for a while, but I wasn't sure what she...