Helena had to control her breathing and keep the happy ditz look on her face as the camera zoomed and panned and Mark leered.  She desperately wanted it but, at the same time, she was horrified at what she was doing.  Only as he approached did she recall her lie about birth control and realize what it meant now that she had agreed to do a scene.  She didn't have to worry about diseases, generally, but as far as she knew she was as fertile as the next woman.  The realization made her mood falter for a moment, but it was too late to back out now.  Her smile drooped slightly, but the shift was quickly disguised as her eyes widened and a gasp escaped her lips at his not particularly gentle touch.  She was wet, as he found as he buried his fingers inside of her, but she wasn't particularly ready.<br/><br/>She stared back into his eyes as she felt his cock line up with her sex, sucked in a breath, then let out a long gasping moan as he slid into her.  Her head fell back as a mingled mix of pleasure and pain flowed through her.  She was tight, warm, and wet and all but sucked him in, caressing, massaging, and squeezing, his length.  It was the first time she'd been ridden bareback, the first time in years she had been fucked at all, and the biggest.  It was a strange, uncomfortable, sensation to feel him buried inside of her.  Her leg began to tremble, her breathing was ragged.  She exhaled noisily as he slid out, only to suck in a gasp as he buried himself once more.<br/><br/>It was, though Helena hated herself for the realization, just what her body wanted and needed.  She forgot the camera as he continued to slide in and out, her body trembling, her lip caught in her teeth as she let out a mumbling.  "Mmmhmmm."  In response to his question.