Letters to Mario
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I was so thrilled to have written my very first screenplay and then have it being made into a movie. I can't believe it! Me and my actress friend Martina were working with none other than Mario Lopez! The movie is an action/romance about a female government agent named Serena Davenport played by Martina who goes undercover as a mob hitwoman to rescue Luciano Favoritti, son of crime mobster Stanley Favoritti, (Mario) from a rival rob family known as the Driscollis. I was so positive that this movie will make Mario a huge screen star, especially since I picked him for the part of the mobster's son. I hoped he doesn't mind that wrote a few scenes where he is naked, front and back. I'm sure he didn't mind doing three seperate love/sex scenes with Martina's character either.
Anyways, Martina and I were excited because Mario came to rehearse a scene with us. At my house, none the less! The scene Martina and Mario weree rehearsing was where after Luciano (Mario's character) thanks Serena (Martina's character) after being rescued from the mobsters.
"Hello, ladies" Mario said to us with his charming, dimpled smile.
"Hi, Mario. You're just in time." I said to him as I shaked his hand.
"Hi" Martina said smiling at him.
"Ready to get started?" I asked.
"Sure." He said.
"Okay, in this scene. You and Serena go to her hotel suite after saving you from your family's rivals. You thank her personally. She doesn't mind because it is her job. But then you really thank her by kissing her lips with such passion. Then your hands began touching her body with slow, manly caresses." I said to Mario.
I sat down and said, "Ready and go."
Mario read his line "Serena, I must thank for risking your life and safety to rescue me from them."
Martina read her line, "Luciano, I do what I have to do. I had to take out all the hitmen to bring you back to your family."
Mario then ran his hand through her hair before deeply kissing her lips like in the script while his other hand was on her hip. His hands were running through her body as the kissed turned passionate. He then carried her in his strong arms to the bedroom as scripted, along with their scripts. He continued to kiss her lips before getting the chance to take off her clothes. Mario sat Martina on the bed as he slowly removed her clothes. He worked his way up by pulling off her ankle boots and began kissing from her feet to her ankles to the her legs. His fingers lightly touched up her thighs. He kissed her again with his tongue lightly touching her tongue and her lips. Martina took off his shirt, getting herself a glimpse of that sexy body of his that has women (and some men) lusting after him. He then unbuttoned Martina's baby blue button-down shirt. His lips then moved down to her neck while his hands stroked up to her face. With one hand, he helped her out of her short black pleated skirt. Martina was already in her white satin bra and panties by the time they had finished kissing.
A few minutes, I came into the bedroom. I said to them, "I take it that rehearsal went well."
Mario and Martina giggled. Martina then said, "We were so into the moment."
"No problem. Just thought I see how things are going." I replied.
"Would you like to join us?" Martina asked.
"I don't know." I said to her.
"Oh come on. I bet Mario would love to rehearse his kissing technique on you. Please please" Martina pleaded.
"I don't mind. I've never practiced kissing two women before." Mario said.
I got a look at Mario's body and even I was a little turned on at how ripped this guy really is. He got up from my bed and then passionately kissed my lips the same way he kissed Martina when they were rehearsing. My hands touched his black hair while his hands found their way up and down my back. He then led me to the bed and softly kissed my lips again. Martina then slipped her hand under my pink hooded short-sleeved shirt before she kissed my lips. My hand ran through her waist-length medium red hair. Mario had his lips on my neck, kissing, licking, and nibbling on it. I squeezed her white satin bra-covered sixe 34C tits. Both Mario and Martina lifted the shirt off of my voluptuous, 195 lb.body.
"You look very curvy, especially for a script writer. Yet you're very beautiful." Mario said to me which made me blush all over.
I smiled at him as I took off my dark-rinsed flare jeans. The feel of Mario's hands all over my body made me really hot. He kissed my neck as Martina removed my pink and orange cotton and lace underwire padded bra, freeing my soft, luscious 42D breasts. Mario feverishly planted kisses up and down my body. I couldn't think straight as both Martina and Mario began sucking both of my breasts. I touched them both as they licked and suckled as if they were drenched in honey. I let out a lengthy moan, signaling my arousal to them. Martina and I looked at each other and then we laid Mario down. We took off his jeans and underwear. We licked his cock and balls at the same time and took turns sucking him too. I could tell from the way he moaned that he really enjoyed it. His hands were stroking our hairs as we orally assaulted him. I thought to myself "he tastes so sweet like caramel". After that, we licked his ripped abs. Next thing you know I took off Martina's white satin panties and I began licking her pussy. I spead her pussy lips so and Mario can I have a taste.
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I was holiday in Spain with my friend and his Mum when i was 17, we didnt have any problems getting served in the bars so went out every night drinking. Half way through the holiday we all went out and me and my friend ending up in a club quite the worse for wear, a girl was dancing against a pole and keeped looking at me so i look backand maintain eye contact, she danced in my direction so i danced up to her and as she started to grind against me i started feeling her tits, she turned round...
Marilyn’s parents and Andy’s Dad met the train. Andy was carrying her suitcase, her book bag, and his own suitcase. His dad took Andy’s suitcase and walked with them until Andy put her stuff in the trunk. Then they took their goodbyes. Andy had his suitcase back when they walked away. “Really, dear, did he have to come to the car with you?” Mom asked. “Well, you noticed, didn’t you, that he carried my luggage to the car. If you wanted him to leave me, Dad could have taken my suitcase. I...
Meinen wahren Namen verschweige ich, denn diese Geschichte ist keine Fiktion, denn das was ich schildere hat sich 2002 in Payrinac in der Dordogne wirklich ereignet. Meine Freunde aus Schopfheim in Südbaden hatten mich für 3 Wochen zu einem Urlaub eingeladen. Sie hatten in Payrainac bei Goudon ein Ferienhaus gemietet, das in einer idyllischen Lage in der Wildnis lag und sogar einen kleinen Schwimmteich hatte und in der Nähe viele Sehenswürdigkeiten wie Höhlen aus der Altsteinzeit, romanische...
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