Voor me stond een dame van achter in de vijftig, donker haar, een mollig figuur en een stel enorme hangtieten. Niet heel knap, maar toch wel aantrekke...lijk. Ze keek verlekkerd naar mijn paal en zei dat ik het niet kon maken om met een enorme stijve naar die meisjes te staan kijken. "Sorry", zei ik, "maar ik kan er niks aan doen". "Ik ben Trudy, zal ik je even helpen?" vroeg ze. Ik knikte en ze trok me mee, een paar meter verder, de bosjes in, waar niemand ons kon zien, maar ik wel het plein kon. I did fantasize what it would be like to fuck on camera. Once the shot began, Riva encouraged me.” She pulled out shots of Randall and told her husband, “And here is the session with my black lover where I knew I was going to fuck for the camera.” Stephanie showed her husband more of the kissing ones. “I really liked kissing him. And you can see me feeling his cock.” The both looked at the ones where the married woman was facing her lover and looking at the camera. “Look honey, this is where. I went down to her legs and thighs, and she started moaning when I reached her inner thighs. I opened her legs a bit, and started rubbing her pussy through her skirt. She was moaning very hard now, so I kept on rubbing her until she started screaming."Oh my god, what have you done to me? I feel so weak now!" "That's called on orgasm, honey. I can give you lots more if you're interested. And in more ways than this one." "What do you mean?" "Go stand up against the desk, I'll show you."Sarah. “Clive’s a gentleman. I’m sure he won’t do anything I don’t want him too.” Les saw Clive’s cock twitch in her hand. It was obvious that he was excited about having her at his mercy. Les waited for a few more moments and then went to their bedroom. Moments later he returned with the silver handcuffs encased with a fluffy pink padding. He handed them to Lindsay but she passed them to Clive. Les stood at the edge of the and watched as Clive got out from under the duvet and made way for Lindsay.