He was very wealthy and owned a secluded stable with horses, pigs and dogs. Massimo wet his lips in morbid anticipation as he pictured Rachel nude and...filthy, down on all fours and mounted from the rear by a huge sheep dog.But he paused in mid-thought. The last model he referred there was physically scarred and underwent several weeks of extensive reconstructive surgery to her reproductive organs. She became a defective product, a non-performing asset. No, he could not risk it, he wanted to. My God this woman knew what she was doing, and I realized that she could probably make me cum whenever she wanted to. I had heard about something called a ‘G Spot’, and all I knew was if it did exist, she had found mine.I began lifting my ass to meet her digital thrusts as she fingered me, and at the same time her mouth continued its journey south until I felt it gliding over my hairless pubic mound. Her breath felt hot on the bare skin, and then her slippery tongue slipped from between her. She seemed to spend a lot of time making small talk, treating my wound and checking my urine bottle. She also followed my schedule of bowel movents,checking to see if I was impacted/constipated with her gloved finger. The night before I was going to be sent home,Jane( her actual name) decided,after calling the doctor,that I needed a cathterization to drain my bladder and also an enema. She first inserted the enema tube into my rectum and filled my bowels up,or so it seemed. Don't know what she. I was in the perfect place now, married to a porn director, producer and the biggest porn company owner in the pacific rim. He kept me busy in films and I helped him to smooth over business meetings by fucking and sucking off his associates. I had been the queen of bukkake gangbangs for 7 years in a row before I decided to step away from the group sex films. I was 62 years old now and even though I felt great, I couldn’t take on the 50 to 100 men at a time like I could in the past. I knew of.