And no man would ever pull the wool over her eyes again. Not that she had to worry with Phillip--he wasn't the sort. Wild perhaps, like all artists ar..., in some way or another, but sweet and warm and gentle. Not like so many men she'd met since embarking on this career. Not like the Marty Felder's of this world.Of course, there hadn't been any job offer forthcoming from that horrible Felder. All she could thank that filthy pervert for was the chance at an interview with William Dodge. That much. "I know ittakes some time to adjust. It's natural your reaction. When you havebeen a disgusting male all your life it takes time to adjust but trustme this will be better." What is going on here? I'm going to fucking kill you!" said James whowas breathing quite heavily now before getting jolted worse than everas he bent over in pain."It's ok sweetie! I get that one all the time!" said Yelena laughingas the girls returned him to the chair and belted him back in at theneck, wrists, and. This was their first fuck that morning. There would be a second and of course a third. Once was never enough, not when she had her son all to herself, while his father was at the office. She loved to feel his prick inside her stroking back and forth, slowly at first and then with increasing speed. Her son's cock never failed to set her on fire. Often she lay there, letting her son fuck her all day long. When she was feeling that horny, she simply said to hell with the housework.There was that. I watched as she begged to be fucked in her cunt and her arse, knowing that the girl on the screen was me, and as the video played I felt every one of those touches again.When the tape finished I sat there covered in a fear induced sweat, as the tape re-wound I tried to think, I had never done anything like that in my life, I'd never even thought of doing it, yet from the evidence before me, both on the screen and on my fingers, I'd enjoyed being held prisoner, I'd actively encouraged my own.