Dodie awoke to a rumble from her phone. It was a business email. The title read:"Interested in taking a new tour? We can help!"Intreiged, dodie click ...n the email:"We at minersty of sound have seen your growth in the music industry and would like to offer you an opertunity to do a world tour! If interested, click the link below for more details"Dodie was suspicious. It seemed too good to be true. Shes always wanted to fly all across the world. This seemed like a dream come true. But she decided. He was anxious too. That’s why he had his cock out and ready in no time. Mrs. Criscola wasn’t nearly as ready as she thought she was. She had only felt his massive cock, never actually seen it out in the open. Now she had. “Oh my God! I can’t believe I’m . . . I’m going to . . . ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aghhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhh!”While she stared back in trepidation of the pending penetration, he didn’t give her time to think about it. With a firm grasp of her meaty hips, he lowered her. ”“Okay,” she replied. “Do it. Carry out your plan exactly as you said you would. But I want a part in the film. Not as an extra but as a participant. I want to experience some proper sex for once. I’ve never had a threesome and the thought of being in a real porno sounds very wild. I also want a copy of the film and of all the pictures you’re taken up here. Do we have a deal?” she held out her hand and we both shook it nodding. “Deal.” We both said.“Good,” she said lying back down and opening. The first time was uneventful. After some intro conversation, I cleaned his bathroom. He paid. Told me to come back in two weeks to do it again. I left, $2 richer. I did catch him staring at me a lot as I worked and his conversation was sort of sexual, but not quite. You know, he'd say jokingly, "My last cleaning person wasn't as cute as you." That sort of thing. But I'd had enough experience with gays to know something was afoot.The next time was different, to say the least. I showed up ready.