I felt him shove a finger into my fuck hole and push it deep. He was sucking my nipples as he fingered me and I was so turned on. I felt his cock get ...ard inside his pants as I sat on his lap. I began to rub my ass across his hard cock as he fingered me. Then he pushed me up just a minute and pulled his pants down and sat me back on his naked cock so I could rub my ass over it. He kept kissing my tits and fingering my cunt as I rubbed my ass on his cock.He then told me to straddle his cock and. As I started to reach for the light switch a hand grabbed mine just as something slid over my head. I started to swing on whoever it was and then I heard her voice and stopped mid-swing, letting my hand drop.“Don’t fight me, Sam,” Tori said in a very even voice. “If you don’t fight me, you’ll have a great night and maybe even a better weekend.”I took a death breath through what I thought was a pillowcase and said, “How do I know I can trust you?”My hand she was holding, she moved it away from. She told me not to worry she would make sure there was no 'vadge' in the shot.So while she got ready, I read the manual and thought about how to shoot the scenes. There was plenty of light in the hallway so I would shoot laying down on the floor. As she opens the door and walks in I would focus on her shoes and legs taking care to shoot up her skirt when she walked by. For the reading scene I would sit on the floor directly in front of her knees. I would keep the camera fluid and move around. Maybe she was untouchable? The word opened a miasma of loneliness in front of her. Then again, the way she crossed herself so frantically brought other things to mind. Things older than religion. Superstition, maybe. Fear of being contaminated.Or maybe... The soft pillows and mattress made her dose off. When she awoke, the sun had left the tall slit of her window. Dusk darkened the sky. She rose and took a shower. When she returned to the bedroom, her bed had been done. There was some lasagne.