Rhea chuckled, "Well, of course, you were there." No no, my dear, I mean, I AM there." He pointed once again to a particular spot on the photograph. R...hea leaned in to look and found that she could just make out the silhouette of a head between the open legs. The muscles of the model's shoulders were taut with exertion, and it was clear that she was clutching someone's head between her thighs.Rhea raised an eyebrow and smirked, "So, you use your lover as your model?" Well, it was just for the. After all it was it was probably three o'clock in the morning. They were playing slow music and there about a dozen couples dancing. I grasped Michael's hand and led him to the middle then we started dancing. I put my arms around his neck and we begankissing while he held my naked ass cheeks in his big hands. After a few minutes I reached down into his briefs and grasped his cock. It quickly became hard and I began to slowly stroke it back and forth.I said to myself, "My brother Michael wants. " Ah got it!" Craig felt stupid as she dipped his toes into her slidesbefore the bag was dropped on his head. "A pigtail poncho? How do youeven think of this stuff, Tara?" Girls are creative, sis," Tara replied as she ever so carefully pulledout his pigtails and then as soon as each one was out, clipped the cutout section of the bag closed. "You'll get there." If you don't suffocate me first," laughed Craig as she then took theduct tape, closing the cut out until only the pigtails were outside. Vixen wriggled and spread herself open for him as he made tutting sounds with his tongue."Who did this to you?" asked the dean, severely disappointed that his usual Friday sex partner was in no condition for their games. His cock was rock hard and well down his leg, and he knew he would have to relieve himself soon.Vixen shook her head. "After poor Taylor shot himself, my memory is all fuzzy until I got back on campus. I don't even remember driving home from New York." You must have been.