Towers as Andy prepares to flee the shores of Blighty and set up shop on the continent where the UK authorities can't boss us around and tell us what we can shoot and what we can't. Like, no word of a lie -- squirting. When it comes to porn this country is a joke, fuck-fans. Meddlesome, intrusive, censorious and boy if they can bitch-slap you with a fine big enough to see your business go belly-up in a picosecond they'll do it. So if you don't want to play by the rules there's only one thing you can do. Move your editorial office overseas. Do that and you're off their patch and they can't touch you. Which, in our case, was Essex but ain't Essex no more cos Andy's gone baby gone and we're free to do what we want. None of which will interrupt the steady flow of cunt-tastic PSS scenes because he's going to flying back in to shoot a fresh batch of honey-drippin' and drool-a-dribblin' SubSluts with me every month but it does kind of set this scene up because today's the last day that we're going to be shooting in his flat in Southend. Which isn't much in the way of setting a scene up but that's all we've got.
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