She wants you to make love to her. Don’t act like some alpha asshole that only wants to fuck her. Roll her over onto her back and be gentle with her... Go slow. Show her what it means to be loved by a real man.”I couldn’t believe what Ronnie was saying to me. She knew there was a distinct difference between having sex and making love. I was developing real feelings for this woman that could develop into love and here was my wife telling me to make love to her.I moved slowly up along her body. I. Saturday came; my parents were out the house so I was alone. I had all sort of ideas in my mind. I wanted to make her orgasm, more than once; I wanted her to have the best night of her life! I got a load of things ready, ropes, chains, candles. And a lot more, I even called a few of my mates round. Including a girl. This was going to be one hot night! I got my bed ready, with everything laid beside it. I was ready, now it’s just the waiting game.It turned 6pm, and I was starting to wonder. After Selwyn’s returned Rodney was summoned, and soon I was being instructed in the art of douching.Twenty minutes later, I was shown through to a room adjoining Selwyn’s office. There was a large sofa covered by a thick canvas material, three feet away from the wall. A director’s chair faced the couch and there were two cameramen in attendance, with all the lighting required for the scene.The audition followed the following format:Ned and I were fully clothed as we sat on the sofa, before. .." She was getting nervous. "I need money. Everyone have to make a living one way or another. You have something against it?"No, but..." Big Boy said mildly."No one can tell me what to do!" Ok, all right," Big Boy mumbled "You just look sort of ... somehow innocent."The little girl grinned seductively and drew up her short black leather skirt, showing her cleanly shaven groin and her pinkish vagina. Her pussy lips seemed to be trembling with anticipation. Big Boy swallowed, his eyes popping.