We had a few drinks and loosened up. I suggested that we shoot a few games of pool before leaving. I knew it was time to go when Katie; who was feelin... no pain right about now, came over and whispered in my ear "Let's get out of here, I want to really make you forget your problems and show you why I am your best friend."No questions asked I said "Let's get out of here."Once we got in the car, Katie started to rub my leg, then she leaned over and gave me one of the most passionate kisses I had. Reminding her that she was growing older. It brought out that want or yarn for a child. She wanted a daughter of her own. However the sad truth was she couldn't have children due to physical problems. This brought her up on a hobby that soon would control her life. A certain soap opera that's plots involved certain young and handsome actor swiping women off her feet. That certain young actor that she fell in love with was Kenny himself. She soon found herself sending love letter's only to get. She takes off my underwear, leaving me naked on the chair and gets up for a second. I say "what are you doing ?", she doesn't answer... I start to be scared as I feel her hand holding my neck and pulls my head back, shoves her panties in my mouth, wraps tape all around my head and says with an aggressive voice "SHUT YOUR MOUTH !". She ties my hands, my arms and my legs, I can't move at all. I'm feeling how tight the tape on my mouth is as I can taste her newly washed panties. I try to talk but. * We both showered before we got out the laptop, because we knew exactly how it was gonna go, and the homespun porn didn’t let us down. We’d made the movie months ago, with Dylan’s pervy friend Scott doing the filming, but when we’d watched it we’d become sex-obsessed and had banned ourselves from it ever since. Or so I thought. “I watch it occasionally,” Dyl admitted, but then sounded defensive. “I never come to it, though,” he explained, and I shook my head at him because he didn’t have to.