He had set his phone up in his bathroom, plugged into the shaving outlet in the wall. It was leaning against the wall on a shelf positioned at chest h...eight opposite the shower stall. He had told his wife that this was the only way he could charge the phone due to an international plug, and he had the main camera lens on the back of the phone pointed at the wall. However, his hidden app allows him to set the front camera to record, which it duly did when he placed it there ten minutes before she. "Ah yes."So little, we could barely measure," your voice a murmur. "So littlethat it would need only the slightest pressing of a finger, like theextra second that the potter's hand rests on the spinning clay."That's all. So small. Small as the shiver traveling up my spine, pressed flat and hard to themattress though I still am. An undulation, a half-formed "S", a tinywave from root to crown. Shivering, as if you touched my shoulder atthe bar. As you did touch, in fact, and not so long before.. “Move in here?” he said. “But I don’t need...”“Yes, you do. And I need to be here too. I can’t be down in Tucson waiting to get a call. Dad, you’ve got to let me be here. Okay?” he nodded. It was a reluctant nod, but he did nod in the affirmative.“At least I won’t have to traipsing off to the store to get groceries,” he said, and he smiled.“Yes, well that is a true thing isn’t it,” I said. He seemed to think of something.“But, but you can’t drive!” he said.“That’s why they have cab companies,”. I pulled her off my cock and then let go. I grabbed a leg and lifted it up, she knew what I wanted and succumbed. She moved over and lowered her sopping wet, glistening pussy to my face whilst her mouth enveloped my cock. I dug my hands into her flesh and pulled her closer to my tongue. My tip licking her sensitive lips and flicking over her clit. I lifted my head slightly and managed to get her clit in my lips. She screamed but it was muffled with my cock filling her mouth.She was not.