“She wants all these pictures and stuff to show everybody back home. And, admittedly, we want them to show our friends and family too.”I nodded my... head vigorously. Now I was COMMITTED to making sure I caught everything on camera. At the end of it all, Brandy and her Bonnie and Bill would have hours and hours of video footage, and thousands and thousands of wonderful pictures they ALL could be proud of.With renewed enthusiasm, I finished setting up my three video-cams and checked on Bill’s,. " Good. That should be no problem, then. I'm pretty tired, but I'll make it OK. Frankly I'd expected something rather harder than..."And then it struck home! Of course - how stupid of her! She was to walk back home naked! Oh no! It had been bad enough on the train, clad as she had been, in a thong and nothing else, but that was a total breeze compared to walking through London's streets in the absolute, unvarnished unadulterated altogether! Oh, fucking, bloody Hell!Resignedly, she reached for. This long organ protruded from beneath the hood and she used two fingers. She was leaking profusely, her completely clear love juices seeping out of her cunt and dropping everywhere. I knew she liked to be wet but I also thought his two inch thick cock would slide in without damage to her. Finally Mathew gave a cry:“Stop, stop! I am gonna cum, hold up, babe, I wanna fuck you!”Carmella let his cock slip out, “Fuck me then!” she panted, and then she moved up onto the bed and spread her lovely. “If I thought you were unattractive, I’d let you know.” I chuckled. “Why do you ask” I questioned. Miracle seemed to think about this for a moment. “Just wondering…” she shrugged. I turned my head back into the direction of the television, after she remained quiet for a bit. Moments later, she moved and stood in front of me. “Mmm” I said, looking up at her. She put a finger to my lips, and then kneeled on either side of me. I arched an eyebrow at her, wondering what, exactly she was doing;.