Like kidnapping her. I mean, one fuck was like one candy, you couldn't eat just one, and eating her out once, would never be enough. He wanted to feas... and it would have to unfold like a surprise and somewhere else safer and remote. And of course, according to the plot, things go awry. She gets the better of him, even though he violently slugs her and drags her around by the hair. He should have cunt kicked her right off, split her labia, to bring her down and tit punched her for extra. There were three of us in the waiting room of the agency and I was chosen but I wasn’t yet sure what for. At that point a nice woman came in and explained that it was for some “Grannie porn”. I’d never even heard of that so she showed me some on the video monitor and it got me pretty excited. I still think about sex but you haven’t been able to do anything for me for several years.”Her husband interrupted, incredulous, “They wanted you to make porn?”She grinned, “Exactly, and did I ever feel. His hands were placed on her belly and her inner thigh, his penis pressing against her ass and her hair and neck in his face. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of hazelnut and peach. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to wake up. He didn’t have to wait long. Once he was awake his cock became aware of its placement, beginning to rise and press its way in between her thighs. It stopped at its full length, the head resting on her outer lips throbbing. She began to stir not soon. I don’t wake up in any bed. I’m on the floor with my rug over me, and for a minute I wonder if I had drunk so much last night that I hadn’t managed to climb onto my bed. It’s cold and hard and I struggle to get up, except I can’t. My hands are tied behind me and they are tied to my ankles. My cunt wets up as I realise I’m hogtied and my memory hits me with everything that had happened last night. Suddenly the cold hard floor and the dirty rug don’t matter, I’m hot and dying for a fuck.I wriggle.