When I lived in Ohio, Dayton, Ohio, aka Germantown, aka Miam..

When I lived in Ohio, Dayton, Ohio, aka Germantown, aka Miamisburg, aka West Carrollton, I built a studio right next to the Dayton Mall. It was 5700 square feet, had nine standing, completed sets, and I shot a shit ton of porn in it. Who knew? Dayton Ohio had one of the largest porn studios around. A lot of the girls from the old days of porn made their way through there. A lot of weird shit went on. It was fun, but it was strange. I had a company called Red Neck Spanking that used to shoot in there quite a bit, and he spanked the crap out of girls. I felt bad for them because he paid them next to nothing. Another company did cast porn. He put girls in plaster casts and would jack off on them. Who am I to say what's odd? I know a girl who wears those old-style puffy jackets and calls it porn. She calls it puffy jacket porn. It must work...she keeps doing it. I have never had a niche in porn. Mostly because I shoot what turns me on, and that keeps changing, sometimes daily. My latest turn on is fucking my trainer. Will it happen? I haven't a clue, but it turns me on. It's not because I want to steal him away from his girl, I don't want a messy relationship; it just turns me on thinking about sucking his cock in the gym. I also like the idea of a younger man bending me over a weight bench and sticking his dick in me from behind. I can almost feel it inside me just thinking about it. Now, I reserve the right to change this fantasy at any given moment. So many girls follow the money in this business. They don't really like sticking the commode brushes up their ass; they want the $25 tip. I'm not too fond of that. I show you what I like, and hopefully, you fancy what I show you, but I completely understand if you don't. We all have our thing. A month ago, I was so into Tranny's, and I still think about them, that I was almost desperate to find a hot ass babe with a giant cock. That is the best of both worlds for me. I couldn't find one, and I moved on to something a little more obtainable. My trainer. That's turning out to be almost as tricky. Who would have guessed? I'm not dead in the water yet, and I'll get his ass one way or another. I'm just saying! Money talks, my friend and mine just keeps saying goodbye. I will have all the money I will ever need if I die by like midnight tonight. I was hitting on a girl today. She was adorable, tight, full of life, and just waiting for me to lick her. Then she started talking. She seemed all put together until she really started talking. Because light travels faster than sound, her appearance fooled me into thinking she was a scholar. She was rambling on about being a vegetarian, and how I needed to be one as well, my skin would love me for it. First, my skin doesn't think my brain does. It could care less what I eat, and as long as I don't catch on fire, my skin is good with me. Second, BBQ is 20 percent of my body. I need it to survive. It's that simple. Let's cut this short as the ending is now inevitable. No, I did not dine on her veggy box. Yes, I still would, but I need earplugs before getting in the same room with her. I will post some of the studio pics a bit later today, so watch for them. For now, enjoy myself and @modelmelissalyn doing things to each other! Catch you all sometime this evening, I have stuff going on all day so won't be able to post until then. Love ya Brooke