As this feeling swept through me like a full-body erection, she noticed. She might not have known what it was she was noticing, but she felt something...and it seemed to relax her. She suggested we sit back out in the sunroom and abandon the laptop for now.As we sat together on a small cane settee, looking at the birds flitting around her verdant garden, she began to speak.“Makes you feel mortal, doesn't it?” she said.“Does it?” I responded. “Doesn't it make you feel life could go on. It was a photoshoot involving herself & two male models doing hardcore. She was immediately intrigued & interested by this offer where previously she would've rejected this work without a second thought. She couldn't understand why she felt like this now. Especially as this particular offer was unusually for less money than her usual softcore work. Was it due to her changing hormones following her pregnancy & c***dbirth? She didn't know. She felt compelled so she sought the contact details &. We were grinding together so violently, not a single thought for each others pleasure only our own, but it was perfect, in our own selfishness we collapsed in earth shattering orgasms. His cum filling me and him disgarding me afterwards. Walking away, without another word said.I would love to have my husband carry this out. I want him to hunt me down one night, while walking back from somewhere, threaten to kill me, I'll plead on my knees with him to let me go. Then i'd be forced to let him. .I replied to Rubio’s text message and told him that I was willing to meet him on Friday night. He said “you are willing to taste me now! I’m excited to see you again”. I texted him back “I’m horny lately and I want have a wild sex now…. hmmm”. He replied, “I’m glad finally you decided to have fun with me, ok see you then, what time and where?” I replied “I have to meet some friends so I’m free at 10 and I prefer to meet at Italianis at Greenbelt 1.” He texted, “Sure, see you then”. Oh,.