<div class="floatleft">(https://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/7672387/740full-colin-wayne.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Derrick Simmons<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Preparing to tan naked<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bianca and Selena indirectly<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>Large cock (soft) and tattoos, public nudity<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Derrick walked out of the mansion naked with some sun screen in one hand with his phone in the other, bluetooth earbuds already in place. He was going to just listen to an audio book while sunning by the pool naked. It was a rather peculiar annoyance of his that the guys in porn were all buff tanned guys… except right around their ass and cocks. It was something that he felt was detracting in the extreme.<br/><br/>When he came out, he saw Bianca laid out naked talking with Selena. He knew Bianca because they’d already talked in passing regarding their upcoming scenes in the new film that Sapphire was going to be producing, but it had been far too brief of an exchange. More of a ‘Hello, I’m so and so. Nice to meet you.’ moment. He’d been caught on the way out the door to handle some of the more annoying aspects of having the company’s bank accounts straightened out. Their bank hadn’t been able to understand why he’d set up five separate accounts all interlinked with one another. The first and foremost was the account that the Studio was paid dividends from internet and DVD/Blu-Ray sales, the second account was where the applicable deductions from every transaction was automatically transferred.<br/><br/>The third account was set up predominantly as the payroll account. The fourth was for operating expenses. The fifth was leftover profit. Derrick was a firm believer in working smarter, not harder. He’d automated about 70% of it, which meant that the company wouldn’t need half as many staff in the financial office as other places.<br/><br/>This in turn had led to him having a long drawn out conversation with the IRS because someone had accused the company of being a money laundering front. And given the seemingly complex way money moved around the five different accounts, he had to simplify it for the IRS.<br/><br/>Seeing that the two ladies were engaged in conversation, he only smiled, “Ladies. I apologize for interrupting, but neither of you will mind if I occupy one of the lounge chairs to sunbathe naked will you? Given that both of you lovely ladies are naked, I suspect it won’t be an issue. But I felt it only proper to offer to go somewhere else.”<br/><br/>His cock while soft was a fat log of about eight inches and when fully erect would verge on nearly eleven inches when he was really, really horny. At the present moment, it hung limply between his legs.<br/><br/>He’d been involved with enough shoots that until it was actually time to get busy and do the actual work, a naked woman was just that a naked woman. Something to be respected and admired, but not lusted after like a dog in heat.