“Here, take some pictures while I check out the kitchen, “ she said as she handed me the digital camera. I dutifully snapped some pictures of the... tub, shower, and sink in the bathroom, followed by the bedroom and the closets. As I walked back to the living area, I heard her voice say, “I want you to take some pictures of this for me.” I turned the corner. Tracey was naked. Completely stark naked. I stopped dead in my tracks and I know my mouth must have dropped open. I hadn’t seen Tracey. I let my hand move gently from my belly to my breasts. I opened my bra and let it fall on the floor while keeping my eyes focused on the mirror. I saw a sensual body with beautiful breasts. The mirror image cupped one of them and squeezed it which made her release a soft moan. I went closer to her and touched her. Our hands met while her other hand disappeared in her skirt. I felt my mirror image rubbing on my wet panties. I couldn't resist and had to see what was going in. I unzipped my skirt. Sasha sucked on Claire’s tits as she decided to mount her pussy over Mikes face. He was enjoying the taste of cunt and the feeling of cunt on his cock and he wouldn’t have it any other way. Claire’s hips began to buck as she speeded up her lustful pace. She just wanted to feel his cock in her belly. She was out of control and all her sensuality was shining through. Mike hugged her tiny waist that tapered off to her nice fat ass. He held on for life as she road him like a fucking bronco. Sasha. .. ! Oh Christ, he'd never seen such an expression of lust on any face, let alone one so pretty as the little missy's... and what was she trying to do? Fuck! She was trying to wedge the head of the huge horsecock down between her soft full thighs that she held raised and spread apart... and she was lifting her ass up so that she could splay open her moist pink cuntlips with its pulsing black tip... !Holy Mother! He'd seen women in Nogales and Tijuana take on a burro, but they were hags with.