You loved August Ames. She was a natural. You watched all her scenes. Now you can’t even remember what she looks like. She’s blurry in your memories, but what’s still crystal clear are the Big Black Cocks she took. You still remember every throbbin
You’re a camera man. A documentarian. A tripod. You’re literally demoted in your own marriage to the role of photographer. You’re certainly not going to be in any of the photos or videos so you may as well make yourself useful.
