#211328 - She opened the door and over sitting on the couch with a beer in his hand was Aldo Marchetti. Okay, Harry, Joan sighed, I?'ll try getting her to go ahead, but there are no guarantees! You tell Claudia that Marchetti won't show until scene four is ready to shoot, so the longer she procrastinates, the longer it will be until he gets here, Harry replied flatly, so you tell the old bag she'd better get her ass on that stage and knock off those first three scenes, capiche??? Yeah, Joan answered tiredly, capiche. With slightly shaking hands, Claudia reached out and began tugging the shorts off Aldo's slim hips, as his huge penis, now half hard, sprang out and hung down thick at a forty five degree angle, a drop of precum hanging from its slit.