Siren knew thatit would do so, though, just as the dress she'd been wearing earlierthis afternoon, upon being caught in the closed doors of the elevat...or,had split apart and fallen away from her, leaving her naked. This dress,lovely though it looked, was seriously flawed. It was a tear-away gown,meant to come apart at the seams when pulled even slightly. It was apity that she'd be able to model something so lovely for only a fewminutes on film, she thought. Still, she could enjoy wearing it for. It gave me a thrill to see she had decided to forego panties. While she went to take advantage of the mirrors in the bathroom and make sure the dress was draped properly, I finished dressing.I walked into the bathroom and stood behind her, tying my tie. She smiled at my reflection and turned to straighten the collar of my shirt. Then she possessively stroked my tie and smoothed it against my chest. She caught my self-satisfied look and grinned in reply.I had just slipped into my shoes when I. By all accounts, they were pleasant and generous. Amelia’s only complaint was she’d occasionally miss singing classes because they were a bit forgetful when they’d drink. It was one such occasion that saw the deepening of our friendship. A Saturday morning.The ringing of the front doorbell, a melodious chime from tubular bells, caught me off guard. It was exceedingly rare for anyone to visit me, aside from FedEx, or UPS, that is. Opening the wide front door, I found Amelia standing and looking. "That is the biggest thing I have ever had my hands and lips around!" I cooed softly before engulfing it again. I sucked at it hard, saliva building in my mouth from how hard I was sucking, struggling to get more of it in my mouth as it poked at the back of my throat. I had one hand wrapped around the base and the head in my throat! My other hand moved down to his big saggy balls playing with them as I pumped with my hand and mouth. As I pulled him from my mouth lines of spit clung to the head.