Just like a dildo - nothing more. I used you to get off and tonight I got off watching you fuck yourself knowing you can't cum. I made you that way. I...made it so all the things that used to get you off won't anymore. Only my pussy will get you off."She opened the door and said " Now go home and fuck that nasty cunt of yours while you smell my panties and don't wash your cunt. Be here tomorrow at noon."I left crying. Once in the car, I threw her panties on the passenger seat and sat down slowly. I made no comment about Daniel but did say that I would love to film his friends in some special videos. I wondered aloud if they would like to do some porn for me. Steve told me that they were all extremely stuffy and he very much doubted that they would do anything like that.When Daniel returned, I got another nice thank-you from them both for the birthday video before I left. The last I saw of them that day was his son pressing his little body against Steve and whispering in his ear as I. "No I'm fine thanks," she said, just looking to get on with it really. She was sober now and had to hold her nerve."Ok, then we should uh…just get down to it I spose?" he said, grimacing internally at his phrase as soon as he finished speaking."Sounds good," she said, ignoring any innuendo he'd created."Ok then, it's just through here," he said, indicating she should follow and leading her to one of the bedrooms, which had been set-up as a mini studio, with lights and a background."Not bad,. But who would have believed what my brother Carl told me?He and Connie had been trying to get pregnant since they were married three years ago. Then Connie finally conned him into going to a fertility witchdoctor a year ago when two years of hot sweating hadn't produced anything more satisfying then really, really great orgasms. Turned out Connie was fine, more than fine. The bad news was that Carl was sterile. Something about the mumps he had caught the year before he met her.It is really.