He reminded both of us that the entire thing was videoed and we were willing partners in this adventure. If the cops were called these videos would be...sent to video stores for sale and rent. Being 19 year-olds we believed them. We got dressed and started to leave when Mel said, again "Wendy you be here alone on Friday or I send this to your fathers house. Don't worry it'll just be me. I promise." We heard laughing as we walked out. When Friday came, Wendy and I drove to the studio. I stayed in. We both play some beating games..one day i planned to watch her during bath.since it is outside bathroom it have a ventilator,i lifted the ventilator up so that i can see her by standing in the nearby wall. I enjoyed watching her daily…like this it went for 2 years..then i went my college studies.she and her husband had changed their house just 2 houses far .in college i come to know about this site..I was aroused by reading the stories,and i planned to fuck her…with this intention i had gone. My face was his to use.I don't know why I had expected him to be gentle, but I was sadly mistaken. He plunged his tool down my throat in one swift motion and I immediately started to gag and cough. He pulled back for a moment to let me breathe before shoving it back in. Again, it was more than I could handle and I instinctively pulled back and started to bring my hand up. He must have been expecting it, because he intercepted me and squeezed my wrist with a vice-like grip. His strength. Her skin on hers. And Sersha probably knew it. God I love her. "Now where were we?" Charlotte grasped his cock in her hand, his cum and saliva making it easier to glide. "Ah yes, right about here."His breath caught and in that second, she felt feline and sexy. Powerful, confident. All due to Sersha, with the icing of this man’s vulnerability and trust. A stranger, taking a chance at something new and exciting.She wanted him. In so many ways.Sersha looked down at them. Her lover, her.