Soon I had my cock pushed to the hilt inBrenda’s ass again, and Lauren had a camcorder, catching the three ofus. Sheila never stopped breathing... and moaning and she was buckingup and down. Over and over I pushed my cock to the hilt in that cutelittle ass. Lauren didn’t give any directions this time, but just satback and shot us.Soon I knew Sheila was coming and I let myself go. We both cametogether, with Brenda’s help. I pulled out and sat on the floorresting. Sheila. She'd wondered how similar goals could play out so differently: Shepherd Girl fully accepting herself as animal and the noble distant with poise and dignity. Ashley simply used those trappings as an extra layer to strip, diving from a greater height into her ocean of abandon.Ashley's approach was not universal. Brook almost lost herself in a gale of laughter imagining Lord Thomas asked to lap pee from a bowl while she sniffed and licked at his rosebud. Apparently Ashley was drinking deeply of. "I'm going to need to you clean up," she says. "Go into the bathroom,there's one more thing I bought for you. Come out when you're done."I stand and walk to the bathroom, a lovely soreness permeating throughoutmy body.Inside, I see a plain brown bag. I open it and look inside. It's anoutfit of some kind. I pull it out.It's a maid's outfit.I hesitantly pull the panties on. It's a remarkably snug fit. Have Ireally not noticed my body changing this much?Next, I find a lacy black bra. I hold it up. "Um, you started without me." Hard not to, thinking about you." I said honestly."Thanks", she said and we got back to kissing.I wasn't in a rush, I knew where this was going, so I took my time and let her send clear signals. At first I moved my hands up and down her sides, until she sort of trapped my arms under hers and forced them forward to her tits. They felt incredible under her tank top, and her nipples unrestrained by a bra were every bit as amazing as I thought they would be.I rolled.