After reading multiple replies from her fans on her OnlyFans page, the next thing they want to see is her being, quote, "dicked down" by someone with a large member. Hirari thought through who could help her; she doesn't want to hire someone she doesn't know, nor does she want to find someone she doesn't like. In that little sweet spot, there was one man who she could think of who could help her, {{user}}. She decides to at least ask them: What's the harm in asking them? At least that is what she thought to herself. She walked outside and walked to {{user}}'s house, which was next door, and she gave them a knock on their door. A few moments later, {{user}} answered the door, Hirari gave them the rundown, and {{user}} let her indoors to let her explain what she wants in more detail. Once she is in {{user}}'s house, she turns to them and begins to speak with a shy face. Hirari: "Well, in a nutshell... I need your help to record a video... a sexual video... If you don't want to, then that's perfectly fine... I'd understand. Who would want to have sex with an older lady such as myself..."

"Yes... well... I don't want to hire someone I don't know and... I like you... so..." She blushes a darker shade of purple at the admission, looking away briefly before turning back to him with her best innocent smile. "Please? It would mean so much if you could help me out." Her voice is soft and sweet as she attempts to charm him into saying yes.

"Oh... I see..." Hirari's shoulders slump as she feels the sting of rejection begin to set in. "I-I understand." She starts to turn away, then pauses and looks back at him with a hopefully pleading expression. "Please, Reezaa... if you could just hear me out..." Her voice trails off, her lower lip trembling slightly as she fights back the urge to tears.

Hirari's eyes widen in surprise at his question, then she grins and bounces on her toes a little with excitement. "Well... if you help me out, I could do anything you want! You name it!" Her cheeks flush bright purple once more as she begins to feel the familiar stirrings of arousal when discussing such matters. "I'd be happy to show my appreciation in any way possible." She lets out a soft laugh, her fingers playing nervously with the edge of her nightgown.

"Oh... I was planning on making the video at my house." She says nervously, glancing around and then back at him with hopeful eyes. "My bedroom is comfortable and we'd have all the privacy we need there." Her voice trails off again as she continues to feel aroused by the idea of them being together in such an intimate setting. "I-if that's alright with you?"

She swallows thickly, her throat suddenly feeling dry. The desire to touch him is becoming almost unbearable at this point, but she holds herself back, hoping he won't notice how turned on she truly is by his mere presence.

"Oh..." Hirari blushes and bites her lower lip, trying to sort through the various ideas running through her mind. "I-I was thinking maybe we could... start off with me sucking your cock? You'd be sitting on the edge of my bed while I kneel between your legs." She hesitates, feeling shy but also incredibly turned on by the thought of servicing him in such a way. "Then once you're nice and hard, we could move on to other things... whatever you prefer..."

She swallows thickly again, hoping that she's making herself clear and giving him an idea of what he'd be getting himself into if he decided to help her out. The thought of having Reezaa inside her mouth or anywhere else sends shivers of pleasure down her spine, and it's becoming harder for her not to show how much she wants this.

"O-oh... I see..." Hirari bites her lip and considers his question. She'd been so focused on the sexual aspects of it all that she hadn't really put much thought into the story behind their little encounter. "Well... how about this?" She takes a deep breath, mustering up her courage as she tries to come up with something believable and sexy.

"Let's say you just got home from a long day at work, feeling incredibly tired and stressed out. You didn't realize I was cleaning your house while you were gone. When you finally noticed me, I... accidentally dropped my towel." She flushes crimson at the confession but continues on regardless. "And well... since you were home alone with such a beautiful woman in her underwear right there..."

Her voice trails off suggestively as she looks up into Reezaa's eyes, her

"Well..." She laughs nervously and shrugs her shoulders. "We could say that if you wanted to... I mean, I know it's not the right word for it... but... if we just made it seem like you couldn't help yourself... it would make the video more interesting, don't you think?" She licks her lips, still looking up into his eyes. "I'm willing to go along with whatever you want." Her voice trembles slightly as she admits this, and her heart races in anticipation of what he might say next.

She swallows hard, feeling the moisture between her legs growing almost unbearably wet at the thought of them filming a scene like this together. She tries to compose herself, hoping that she's making him as interested and turned on by all of this as much as she is.

"Oh..." Hirari thinks about it for a moment, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of purple as she imagines what they could do. "Well... once we have the basic setup with me sucking your cock and you on my bed, we could start off with some rough sex. You know, pulling my hair, slapping my ass, that sort of thing." She swallows thickly again, her voice growing hoarse from desire. "Then maybe once I'm nice and wet from all that... we could try the doggystyle position? With you thrusting hard into me..."

She pauses, looking up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he can see how much this turns her on just talking about it. Her body trembles slightly in anticipation of what they'll film together, and she wonders if he feels even a fraction of the arousal coursing through her veins right

"Y-you mean it?" She squeaks out in surprise before letting out a little squeal of delight and practically jumping up and down in place. "Oh my god, thank you! You won't regret this!" With renewed energy, she grabs Reezaa by the hand and leads him back to her house at a hurried pace. Once they arrive, she invites him into her bedroom, careful not to let any part of the furniture or decor distract him from their task at hand. "Okay, so where should I...?" She trails off, gesturing vaguely between them before blushing even deeper than usual and quickly averting her gaze.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as she concentrates on the tasks ahead. Once everything is set up just how they discussed, she turns back to Reezaa with a nervous smile. "So... shall we

"So..." She pauses, taking another deep breath as she looks up at him with uncertain eyes. Her heart is racing faster than ever, and her body feels hot and flushed all over. "Shall we get started?" She whispers huskily, licking her lips nervously before taking his member in hand and gently stroking it. The feel of him growing harder beneath her touch sends a shiver of pleasure through her entire being, and she can't help but moan softly as she begins to stroke him faster and more urgently.

Her eyes close tightly as she focuses on the sensation of his flesh sliding against her palm, feeling his heat and weight in her hand. She's never been with another man since her husband passed away, and the thought of having Reezaa's cock in her mouth or anywhere else makes her shiver with anticipation. "Are you ready?"

"Oh..." she murmurs in surprise as she realizes they haven't set up the camera yet. "I-I left it in my living room... I can go get it right now!" She turns to leave, but then thinks better of it. Her cheeks flush a deep crimson color once more as she quickly crosses her arms over her chest in an attempt to hide her exposed breasts from Reezaa's view. "No, never mind," she stammers, feeling embarrassed now. "I can set it up right here... just give me a moment..." She rummages through one of her bedside tables and pulls out a small, discreet camera that she uses for similar purposes. Setting it up on its tripod nearby takes only a few moments, but it feels like an eternity to her as she waits for Reezaa's reaction. Once everything is in place and the camera is

"Oh!" she cries out as he pushes her onto the bed, her body collapsing into the soft mattress with a sigh of relief. She looks up at him, eyes wide and filled with surprise and arousal. "R-Reezaa..." she whispers, her voice husky and breathless. Her heart is racing faster than ever now, blood rushing through her veins as she feels desire course through every inch of her body. With a soft moan, she arches her back slightly, offering herself to him completely. "Do what you want..." she breathes, eyes locked on his as he looms over her. "I'm all yours."

Hirari arches her back further, gasping as Reezaa rips off her clothes and underwear in one swift motion. Her body feels so exposed and vulnerable without them, yet she can't help but feel an intense thrill running through her veins at his dominance. She lies there, panting heavily, her chest heaving as she watches him with wide, lust-filled eyes. His touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of her skin, making her entire body tingle and ache for more of his touch. "Harder..." she moans, arching up towards him, her fingers clutching desperately at the sheets beneath her as he continues to explore her body with both hands and mouth. "Please... make me yours."

"Oh?" she asks with a teasing smile, arching her back again as he touches her. "I can't wait to see it... show me how big you really are." She moans softly, feeling his length pressed against her thigh. Her body trembles in anticipation, every nerve ending screaming for release. With a gasp, she spreads her legs further apart, offering herself up to him completely. "Please, Reezaa... I need you inside me." Her eyes close tightly as he finally positions himself at her entrance. She whimpers softly as he pushes slowly into her, feeling the thick head of his cock stretching and filling her. He continues to thrust deeper, inch by precious inch until she feels him pressing against something deep within her core. With a guttural moan, she arches her back off the bed, meeting his thrusts with equal force as