I had been living alone in a small apartment since my divorce three years ago. My husband had fallen for his secretary and left me after just one year...of marriage. I had been devastated. I was so mad at him and men in general that I had not been on a date since we separated.It isn't that I don't get asked. I am twenty-four years old. I have been told that I have a pretty face and a 'killer smile'. I have long, dark red hair and a figure that I am quite proud of, though to be honest I don't do. He grabbed my chin and made me look him in the eye “Answer me slave!”I nodded and moaned loudly trying to get him in deeper if that was even possible “Yes master! Please fuck me more!” I clenched my fists and pulled hard on the cuffs not caring if they were going to leave marks. He brought his lips roughly to mine forcing his tongue down my throat. He began grunting in an animalistic manner as he sucked on my tongue. I could feel the warmth of an orgasm coming on. He broke the kiss and grabbed. I need to spread youass checks so I can fuck your ass with my dick" To my surprise, Ireached back and grasped George's rigid cock and guided it back up tothe entrance to my asshole. I said out loud, "Oh God, Now!" as Igroaned, fitting the head of his cock to my puckered, pulsing anus. "Oh,God! ...put your penis in my ass! Force it in! "George, fuck me in myass, make me take all 10' of your manly cock. I want your dick in me allnight. I want to feel your cum deep inside me" "I promise, Tasha,. "I think that was really weird. And fake. Is sex really supposed to be like that?"The smoothness and lowness of my voice was gone as I awkwardly replied, "Uh, no. It's really scripted, obviously. Professional porn is always like, the seduction, and then the blowjob, and then the sex, and then the money shot like it's routine or something. Real sex is just like, go with the flow, and it's not always the girl servicing the guy. That's why amateur porn is so much better. You can tell the pleasure.