Get the camera and set it up. He took the camera to the table and pointed it at the bed. I could see the red light come on. He came back to me. “Fuc...k my face.”He slid his cock to my lips. I kissed it softly, licking the tip. I licked down the shaft. He grabbed the back of my head. “Rougher,” I told him. He grabbed my head with both hands and rammed his cock into my mouth. I was sucking him rough. Biting him. Scr****g him with my teeth. He was humping my face. I had him buried down my throat. I. Dosto annual day ke din to usne black transparent saree pehni thi jisme se uska blouse dikh raha tha. Uske stan ke ubhar ke vajah se thoda jhukne par bhi uske blouse ke bicho-bich padne wali darar saaf dikhai pad rahi thi. Darar to mano itni tang ki shaayad ungli ghusane mein bhi bala ka jor lag jaye. Khair wo to wo din tha. Main us din se hi us se baat karne ka bahana chahta tha par kabhi mumkin na ho pa raha tha. Par us din to mere nasib mein kuch aur hi likha tha maano Khuda ne khud meri. He took a deep breath and said, “Action.”Heaven walked into the frame, duplicating her actions from earlier in the day. She took off her shoes and socks, reclined on the bed, and touched her breast. He tightened the frame, showing her from the waistband of her shorts to her hair spread out on the pillow.Heaven explored the firm mounds, and let out a quiet moan. It was that sound that broke him. His jeans tightened from the swelling of his cock, and there was nothing he could do about it.Next,. ”“Yes, Deputy Williams?”“Do you have a few minutes? There’s a Mr. Jackson that would like to speak to you.”“Sure, send him in,” Henry got up and met Mr. Jackson at his office door. “Good morning, Sir.”“Good morning, Sheriff.”“Come on in and have a seat. Would you like a cup of coffee or a soda?”“Hmmm. Thank you.” Mr. Jackson said as he got comfortable in the chair. “A cup of coffee with just a dab of sugar would hit the spot.”After Henry had served their refreshments, He sat back at his desk.