I looked at Angie who had a smudge of flour on her left cheek and her arms were coated in pancake mix.“Tara, would you take Angie and clean her up a...nd get her dressed.”“Why should I? Why don’t you do it?”“Because I’m cooking breakfast.”“I’ll do it,” offered Liz. “It’ll be awesome fun. Come on, Angie. Let’s go get you ready.”Liz rescued the apron from Angie and I hung it back up while she led Angie out of the room. I turned back to Tara. “Maybe you could get the ham steaks all sliced up and. .? ‘ and winked her eye. Listening this I was shocked and made a confused face. She smiled lustfully and said me to come tomorrow at the same time as in the morning and told me to leave now.I went home and had dinner. After that I was not at all able to sleep thinking of the incident and at the same time was feeling excited of what was going to come. Somehow I could sleep and woke up in the morning. Finally the time came and I went to her home. I called vamsi’s name to check whether anyone is. He leans against the table, unbuttons his slacks and unzips them. He drops them and says “get at it Bob, I want to see your head bobbing up and down on my cock”!!I drop to my knees and gaze wondrously at the sight before me. He is already partially erect. My left hand latches onto his nutsack and my right hand wraps itself around his dick. He is very well endowed and uncircumcised. His foreskin is thick and fleshy. My fingers grasp his foreskin and play with the flesh overhanging the end of his. A fourth picture catches my eye:Again, my view is limited by a borderless frame, the photograph ending ina rectangle that cuts off the figure so that only the undersides of hersupine, but raised, buttocks, each globe of which is held by the spreadfingers of her left or right hand; the small, tight, bunched pouch of herscrotum, seen from behind and below (the penis not pictured); and theerect cock, pointed toward her gaping, round anus, signifying that shehas just been fucked, presumably well,.