Silent pouting is hardly becoming." After a bit, he shrugged.Time passed. He got up, walked about the room, meandered over to a window – they were p...pered over – and peeked out through a tear in the corner. Then he looked at his watch and sighed. He came and sat again. Madeline began to cry."Do stop," he said, looking at her askance. Her sobs only deepened. He let out another sigh. Then he rose, removed a small folding knife from his pocket, and walked over to her. His footsteps thumped in the. I looked out the window and watched the reflections of people leaving one by one. Finally the door open and closed for the last time. I was alone in the house with him. Carelessly, I sighed aloud and turned from the door.''Lost track of time there. I am sorry, David. I should be going, Ive been here far too long anyway.''I forced my self to say this, not wanting to give into him. He chuckled to himself. I looked up to see him coming towards me, eyes dark with wanting, and predatory intent.. The people just finished fucking all got up and went out the room. The cameraman came over to me and taxi boy. Extending his hand to shake mine he said. “I’ve heard such a lot about and what they’ve said about your face and body doesn’t do you justice”. Nice bit of flattery I thought. “Thank you for being so kind” I smiled back at him. “So would you be interested in do some video work? The choice is yours, you could make a lot of doing soft-core, and striptease, masturbation etc or you could. And then Clint released her and glanced at me. “Let’s see what grape delight tastes like.”“Yes,” I hissed, unsnapping my jeans. I lifted my ass off the seat and pushed jeans and sodden panties down in one go as Clint scooted sideways on his knees before me. “Eat me. I need it. God, this was so fucking hot. I’m numb and aching to cum.”Clint yanked my jeans and panties down to my ankles and spread me apart. The grape juices leaked out of my pussy. We were ruining the upholstery, and I didn’t.