" I don't let anybody touch me but you," Jonelle whispered, eyes huge and limpid."You will, though. Some day. And I have to be strong. I don't own you...." Yes you do," Jonelle whispered. "You own me right now."She reached behind her back and unzippered her blouse, shrugging it off. Laura removed her own, then came closer, unfastening Jonelle's champagne-colored bra between the cups. Then she reached behind her and unfastened her own. Both their bras dropped to the floor.Laura moved forward again. If you don't want me to fuck your wife, you had better say so now." He didn't say a word. I let the tape play so he could watch the rest of it. I went to their bedroom and found Mom sitting on the bed. She seemed to be in shock. I put my arm around her shoulder and told her that everything would be all right, then I began unbuttoning her blouse. By the time I undid the last button and opened the blouse to expose her brassiere, Dad was standing in the door with the camcorder in his hand. He was. Emily lays relaxed, hand playing with Ashley’s hair while her tongue slowly moves on her. Eventually, the relaxed pace is too relaxed for Emily, and she begs her toy for more. Ashley immediately moves her hand up, sliding her fingers deep into my girl. She gets her off, then turns her to lay on the couch.Ashley climbs up and straddles her, and they eat each other in a sixty-nine. Ashley munches Emily’s still sensitive pussy, my girl eagerly licking and sucking on Ashley’s holes. My assistant. His hips thrust forward with strength driving Laura into the mattress. He roared out, “Cum like a slut with my cock up your ass. Cum now!” Laura was with him, she howled with pleasure and they stayed as they were, exhausted, but joined. Finally, Greg tried to rise; he had slipped out and needed to ditch the condom. Laura stopped him, she told him she wanted her prize, she put the full condom in her empty champagne flute for safekeeping and then sucked Greg’s cock clean. “You said anything, do I.