But he would not be cuckolded.Derek hated having to install hidden video cameras in their bedroom and the guestroom. The salesperson said they were st...ate-of-the-art and far better than the normal security cameras that he had anticipated buying. He had the video recorders hidden in the garage as well as a small color television monitor. A cheaper system would have probably been the way to go, but Derek never went halfway on any electronics. He would be able to see in fine detail everything Ellen. This was really what I wanted from my daddy. My daddy soon crawled ontop of my taking the cloth from my mouth using it to tie my hands together. He had already tied my legs spread far apart to where my pussy was showing a perfect view for anyone to see. His voice reached my ears, " You better listen to me young lady, you have been a dirty slut do you understand me?"I nodded my head yes and I knew he was smirking at his win. Slowly he slid his cock up and down my slit. As if I wasn't wet enough. Porno sex? NO! This was wild passionate making love sex with the girl with whom I had fallen in love. Piña Colada sex? NO!! We both had a contract so could not violate clause 22 so long as we only had sex on set or with each other. We went at it for hours barely coming up for air; I had never felt a pussy like it in all my life, every muscle contraction was for my pleasure not for the voyeuristic pervs that pay my wages. We fell asleep making love.“Morning you two.” Fiona, the studio manager. We packed some trunks.I transported my loved ones to a stable yard just outside Trenton. I’d organised with the owner to purchase me some livestock and a moderately decent waggon a merchant would own to be waiting for us, no questions asked.The cart was waiting, and I dropped the trunks in it. We climbed aboard and drove the cart into Trenton. Kim was going to pose as Lindell’s older brother and Lindell as my wife. I had rented a moderately large shop with a two bedroom living unit above it in.