Nearly. “You planned this.”He laughed. “Ridiculous! I live two hundred milesaway!”“I don’t care. That was too impo...ssible. You paid her.”John shook his head. “I could have done that with anygirl and you’d say the same thing.”“I would. There’s no way that really just happened. Andthere’s no girl who you could do that with and have mewilling to believe it wasn’t for money or because youknew her.”He smiled.. Jeremy was supposed to be arriving at the airport that morning, but he had called to say that his flight was delayed and wouldn’t be home until later that night and that she shouldn’t wait up for him. The weeks had dragged on without him; their apartment was much too lonely. Even though Marisa video chatted with Jeremy almost every night, she was counting down the minutes until he was home. Her sexual frustration was starting to eat her alive. She sighed and sat up in their bed, checking her. "Nothing now daddy I thought I saw a spider", I rinsed off and got dried then dressed in skimpy black silk N' lace panties and a short gray and purple nighty. Bed time came as I waited for what seemed like forever till he finally turned the tv off and went to bed. Around midnight I figured it was safe, that he would be disorientated enough that he would mistake me for mom till it was too late. I rolled into the bed as quietly as possible and spooned up to him. Laying on my right side I reached. There was a mixture, some younger flesh and some old and sagging. The masks made it hot. My pussy was wet already. Paul had a video camera running, and gave a commentary as he panned around the room. "Right, gents, if you want to screw then you need to rubber up- freebies on the bar- and only if the lady agrees. The only stipulation is that you cum on her face. You ready?" His last bit was aimed at me. I nodded. They stood close together in a circle around me. I reached up and began wanking.