..I undid my pants and pulled out my hard dick. There was the look I wanted! She was afraid I really would fuck her. Click... That was the shot I was ...waiting for.I put the camera down and untied her. She smacked my hand and said I was very naughty to have done that but she had to admit it was exciting and had to look genuine (it was, infact, the last shot was the one they chose for the cover.).She went onto say that she was somehow excited by the thought of what I might have done to her whilst. A flash of light pulled my eyes, not bugs this time, but true lightning. The rumble of thunder silenced the cicadas. The breeze stopped suddenly. The wind chimes on my porch grew silent. I heard deep throated begs for pleasure from her now. Demands for sexual gratification really. I wished, as I stroked my cock, that I had the courage to go knock on her door and offer to satisfy those demands. Those and any other she might have in mind. Hell, I would have worshiped at her feet if I could make. I open myself as he slips his finger inside. His thumb over my clit, his finger penetrating me, sliding in and out, he tips his finger forward to my G-spot. My knees go to weak.“Oh no you don't, not yet.” he says, “You still have a while before I'm going to let you fall to your knees.” With his hand that was over my breast now is around the small of my back again holding me in place. Every time my knees go to give out he bites my nipple just hard enough to bring me back up, laughing under his. Pretending i didn’t hear anything i turned to my mirror gives a much closer look on my body for someone watching from my room. I secretly looked at the mirror and i was Sally is staring at me having one of her hands inside her satin purple undie.Pretending i haven’t noticed anything whatsoever i got into a dressing gown and walked back into my room asking Sally rest in my couch while i make coffee for both of us. I made coffee and wore myself my favourite see through like night top with a.