"but stayaway from my man Cindygirl."That was Lynn's nickname for Cynthia. I'd only hear her use it oncebefore this wedding video. I must have been wa...y out of it that night. Ihadn't heard them at all.Tonight our evening together was simple and I learned more about her jobas a civil litigator. Cynthia was nearly a partner and made a handsomesalary. Cindygirl was quite beautiful but like many women working arounda lot of men she toned down her appearance to reduce the number of passesshe had to. She texted me to surprise her as she will surprise me. I was bit confused so I bought a bottle of wine and vodka. It was 9pm then I went to her flat she was dress like kamasutra movie model.All the ornaments were over her body. I was amazed by the beauty and kissed her. I told I have brought a wine and vodka but I am high on seeing her. She laughed and said she has not tasted alcohol yet. I said don’t worry I will help you do what you haven’t done yet with me. Then we went to the bedroom there. I lowered my face to the level of his seat and held his penis close to my face taking a deep breath and breathing in its muscular scent...I slowly opened my lips to take him into my mouth. I felt him push himself up urgently as I began to suck him needfully, moving my tongue all over his shaft while his hand was now bringing me almost to the point of an orgasm. I felt his other hand push the back of my head harder down into him as he pushed desperately into my mouth. I was now mindlessly. "Draw open the shirt little by little. Tease me with what you've got under there." That crooked smile comes back and stays this time, as you shyly tilt your head to peek at the camera at an angle through your glasses, and begin to reveal the treasures underneath. A white half-cup bra this time, placing your already generous tits on a feathery shelf, barely covering your nipples. The panties are french-cut perfection, a custom-made affair I'd found on the internet months ago, that remind me of.