I realised that I was looking at my mate's cum dripping out of his girlfriend's just fucked pussy, and what's more, she had happily let him take pictu...res of that! And not just one. The next few photos were various close up shots of her spreading her pussy lips and his cum running out of her, and various other sexual poses. Perhaps thirty in all. Cameras weren't great on phones back then, but the close-ups left nothing to the imagination.I had to have them. I turned on Bluetooth on his phone and. . ”“What is he, 27?” Stella surmised. “In three years, he will be right there with you.”“And I'll be 40.”“So will we,” Pan noted. “And the two of us live with six daily reminders of how old and uncool we are.”Stella pointed at her jack-o'-lantern stomach. “The seventh will join us in a few months.”“And Jacob clearly adores you.” Pan partook of the tortilla chips as well. “Look, he's coming this way.” “With his puppy dog tail wagging,” Stella snarked.I shushed them as he approached.Jacob wrapped. Gerald tucked his scalded cock back in his pants and went back into the house to do what he had been told.*******It had only been open for a few weeks but already ‘Rhinos – Gentlemen’s Club’ had proven to be a big success and had quickly become the ‘must-go to place’ for much of the adult population of Hawksville and the surrounding area. Most evenings saw the venue well attended and come the weekends it was necessary to get there extra early if one was to gain entry such was the popularity of. Then, reaching into his pocket, she extracted his gloves and handed them to him. Next came his hat. She became the devoted dresser and played the part well. A most grateful Sir Henry Brooke kissed his naked mistress on the cheek, and left the room a satisfied man. Miss Scarlet’s broad smile illuminated her face as she snatched up her dressing gown and slid it on. Then, suddenly, she spun on her heels. “You can come out now,” she declared, facing the screen with arms folded. “Come on Anne, I.