Lewd messages from her adoring fans were pouring in even faster than when she'd first arrived - one of them even attached a recording of her wanton display. She could see herself, see the way her breasts and tongue pressed to the glass in a display that bordered on pornographic, see the obscene faces she was making as an old, pudgy pervert screwed her brains out. It was almost like watching a porn star version of herself... at the same time she was being fucked!<br/><br/>Her lecherous co-star, meanwhile, adjusted the angle slightly with every few thrusts; age came with a few perks, and while beauty wasn't one of them, experience was. It was just subtle enough that Mei-Li might not even notice... at least until he began to rub up against her sweet spots every time he buried himself balls deep in that sweet, tight pussy of hers, and while he was huffing and puffing with exertion, the faint sheen of sweat on his brow matching that which glistened on the body of the virtual vixen, he never actually seemed to tire or need to pause. After all, he wasn't a real person - and, even if he had been, this wasn't the real world. Their virtual bodies didn't have the same limitations as real bodies. Which meant he could keep fucking Mei-Li like a champ as long as they wanted to keep going.