” Patrick stared her down hard. Marissa withstood his glittering, piercing gaze, entirely sure that she had just told the absolute truth. She was wh...lly done with Benji, and she realized, to her utter surprise, that her arousal right at that moment had nothing to do with him and everything to do with the exhibitionist nature of the video she had just watched. She was turned on by the act of performing for the camera, watching herself be the basest, most uninhibited whore she could be, while. Prudence wasn’t like any other woman she knew either. If ever she could share a man, it would be with Prudence.The thought shocked her. How could she think of sharing a man? And yet, she knew very well that Joe, when he wasn’t with her, was with other women. She hadn’t cared about that ... as long as he came back to her sometimes. And she had to admit to herself that, in moments of weakness, she thought about sharing Bobby with Prudence. It would be the other way around ... Prudence sharing him. Her hair flowed to shoulder blade length in blonde tresses of luxuriant thickness. Robert thought that she might look fantastic naked, at least from the rear view he had. She also had a perma-tan, typical of American women.During the ride to Soho, he found out that she did in fact come from California and was over here for a month, 'doing Europe'. So far she had spent three days in Paris and two in Amsterdam. Neither had inspired her too much.He listened as she prattled on, not really. .please' i breathed, he didn't say anything, just kept fingering me 'PLEASE. ..PLEASE, PLEASE FUCK ME' i moaned loudly, he pushed me to the floor, grabbed his rolling pin off the counter and slapped it across my ass, he held it against my hip and he dipped his cock in my pussy, out and in my arse and back again over and over and over, then deciding on my pussy as he fucked me, he held my head up, facing his camera as he rode me from behind on his kitchen floor, and then i felt it, his cum.