He smoothed his hand down her side slowly, her hot skin burnt his hand as though his limb were ice, he followed the smooth line of her side, down over... her slight hips, smoothing his hand then over the creamy skin of her stomach, tracing patterns around her navel, even as his eyes drew lower still to the blonde curls that hid her sex from him. Lowering his body to hers, Bruni moved her thighs apart to accommodate him, as he kept one hand on her soft leg stroking the entire length of the perfect. Hell's Teeth, what a scene. Four men, all wearing these big masks, and our distinguished lady-tenant with her back to me, sitting on someone's prick, while a second man stood straddling the first one, as she oralled him greedily. The other two, including the one who'd let me in, were clearly too d**gged to do anything. And all round the flat there were candles - masses of them, some smoking badly, one of them actually lying in a bowl of dried flowers, like a mini-bonfire. These arseholes were. You concentrate on the slow explorations of her fingers caressing and hands pressing as she travels across you. Your eyes are closed and you hear her breaths and feel them on your flesh. Wet kisses tell you of her intent. You fight to keep your eyes closed, for you want to watch her, but you tolerate that delicious agony as a concession to her desires. She plies on in her quest to touch and kiss and lick every inch of your skin.You wait in desperate anticipation as she moves up from your. I kick myself so many times afterwards, for being too keen to cum , there and then, as I should have thought about taking out the camera first and taken a photo that would have meant a happy ever after masturbatory gift token. We make mistakes when excited and aroused! So, V is there, in a hot sunny garden , she has on a mostly white, flowery patterned dress with elasticated collar. This is pulled down a little exposing a little cleavage. I remember it well as it was the first and only time I.