“It would be my pleasure,” Jenny smiled, turning around.Sula watched in the mirror as Jenny’s pussy again swallowed his cock. She continued to f...uck him as his hands became her bra cups. His right hand traced down her ribs and navel to her clit. Her body reacted immediately to his touch.“Please,” she whispered.Scott knew her desire and his fingers massaged her hard button. She did her best to kiss him to her rhythm. He would tease her, making her body jolt to her sensitive clit. Sula tried in. The quiet office was nice and I could play the music I liked without interference but it had other perks too. Since my wife would be sound asleep when I got home, it allowed me to visit the porn shop down the street before I left town. I never went there for the magazines but for the video booths in the far end of the store … and not for the videos in those booths but for the sex in those booths! I had discovered, sort of by accident, how the booths worked. On my first visit there alone I was. She was wearing leather shorts and a tight leather top, covered by boxer shorts and pants of various colours and sizes.The group had made its way along the bar-lined street and out into the square. They were receiving plenty of attention from groups of guys. Steffi made a beeline for a group of blokes from England determined to add to the tally.Felicity grinned at her friend's confidence. "Fucking hell," she exclaimed as she watched Steffi virtually throw herself at the blokes. Felicity was. I kept going pushing my lips together a little harder for a few pumps before he completely pulled his impressive cock from my mouth, pushing my head away a bit violently. “You are bad.” He said smiling. He grabbed my arms and half lifted half pushed me onto the sectional couch. I still had my panties on. I spread my legs open revealing my soaked lace panties. He pushed them to the side and inserted a finger. I arched my back and pushed down on his hand; forcing his finger in deeper. “Do you.