I was loving this very simple pleasure, indeed!It was just minutes, but seemed like much more before she uncrossed her legs to re-cross them. she did ...it slowly enough - perhaps because she was immersed in her book...but definitely slowly enough so that, for a brief instance, I had a clear view up her skirt ALL the way to her pussy!!! oh my gawd, I thought to myself, did i just see what I thought I saw???The skirt was short enough and her movement deliberate enough that I was able to see that. His cock twitched and bounced on my shoulder as he said, “We’re getting kind of lonely back there Joanie.” Most of the kids around here were raised up to be polite and to show their elders some respect so it’s not uncommon for them to call me Mrs. Collins, Mrs. C or Ma’am. But by now many of the boys, teammates or friends of my sons, were calling me Joan or Joanie. After they had humped the hell out of me and left a big sticky load in me somewhere there wasn’t any need in being so formal. Liz had a smooth mound delicately divided with a slit guaranteed to make the Lounge occupants’ mouths water, I thought as I repositioned her on the black plush throw rug. Working quickly, mindful of the chafe of rope on Liz’ straining limbs, I captured still more of the captured beauty through my lens. Facing the camera first, then on her stomach to reveal the defiant jut of smooth bare derriere globes beneath the stretched rope anchoring wrists to ankles. Her arms were pulled far back enough. I polished my toenails with bright red polishso you could see them under the dark Black nylon." I was in a transe asshe twirled her high heeled foot in front of me. "Leighton then handed mea nother drink and wrapped her arm around my waist. "You know Minka, Ibet Gene could fit into a pair of your tights?" I quickly looked up aMinka and her flirty smile. "That's such a great idea Leigh, Maybe he'lllet us doll him up a little if he's not in a hurry to go home?" Just thenLeighton's toung found my.