Go ahead and feel me up. You’ve got five minutes unless I can put my makeup on at that same time, then you’ve got about eight minutes.”I wanted ...the full eight minutes. I stood off to one side and hefted her breasts, they were heavy but there was not much sag to them. When I asked, she said that they were 34-C. Then, I reached down lower, she backed away from the counter a little, and I felt her pubic hair. She had trimmed it but it looked and felt nice. Quickly I stuck a finger in her pussy. It. I got up slowly and sat on his lap. Those eyes were on me again. I couldn’t even look at him. He pulled me closer and I nestled into him. We sat there for ten minutes. His hands caressed me while I sat there with my face in his neck. I was trying to picture how I’d avoid telling my husband about this. Then Owen started playing with my breasts. Softly. I didn’t feel any goosebumps like earlier. He rested his hands on my thighs. What was this? He fondled my thighs and my knees. This was almost. Desiretakes it all into her wet mouth and sucks. She moans with delight andCarla closes her eyes, clearly enjoying the attention."Easy, you little bitch," Carla says. "The idea is to make him cum, notme." I'm not going to cum," I say. "You two can fuck yourselves silly, and Iwill enjoy the show, but I am not going to cum until my cock is insideone of you." We'll see," says Carla, who gently, almost casually, fucks Desire'sface. Desire is lost in her cock-sucking world. She looks so happy andhot. ? He admonishes her, knowing deep inside he’d tell her the same even if they could get by without the last photos, the photos he’s been waiting to snap. ?We have to send the complete collection? Let’s get it over with? Okay?? ?Fuck it!? I can’t believe rubber bands on my titties!? She shakes her head, feigning any concern even though she slipped a couple across her breasts earlier while alone, and it hurt like hell after awhile. ?What’s pictures of that going to do for anybody anyway?....