“Who cares why they do it,” Gerald thought, “as long as they do what I want, when I want.”
A few minutes later Sara came down stairs. Her beaver was now neatly timed just the way he wanted it. “Sit on my lap so I can get a closer look.” Gerald commanded.
Sara sat down on his lap and he rubbed his fingers over her bare flesh. It was covered with small bumps everywhere she had taken off hair. “Very good,” said Gerald, “Very nice indeed.”
Sara giggled as Katrina came down the stairs with the camera. “Kat, put in the tape. I want to see what kind of film maker you are.” Katrina put the tape in and an image of Sara cam up on the television screen. She had shaving gel in one hand and a safety razor in the other.
“Is it running?” Sara asked.
“Yeah, go ahead.” An embarrassed sounding Katrina answered.
Gerald kept rubbing Sara’s skin as the television showed her rubbing the foamy gel all over her pubes. The whole situation had begun to overwhelm his libido. He mentally ordered Sara to bend over the couch so that he could fuck her while watching the tape.
Sara did just that. Katrina was about to get to leave but something wicked within Gerald ordered her to stay and watch as the two of them fucked. Sara’s pussy was moist with anticipation and Gerald slid inside her with ease. “She’s obviously not a virgin,” thought Gerald as he began pumping her sweet, tight ass for all it was worth.
“She probably thinks she training herself to become a porn star,” thought Gerald. He looked at the tape of the super cute girl on the television and then thought, “Why not? She’s hot enough. She can do the videos and I’ll make some money.”
He dug his fingers into her hips as he climaxed inside her. Sara gasped and went limp when he pulled out. “Oh, thank you so much!” She said, “I’m so glad I got to fuck you! It’s like a dream come true!”
Gerald wiped the sweat off his brow and playfully slapped her ass. He looked over at Katrina, she was completely red faced. There was something about the look that seemed like it wasn’t entirely out of embarrassment however. “No,” thought Gerald, “I’m not going down that road. Power doesn’t have to corrupt.”
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