So I waited a couple of days and I still feel that way." Under the light foundation, I could tell she was blushing. "Can you put some music on?"I put ...on "The Stripper", and she started to dance. She wasn't as good as Linda, but the sense of elation I felt more than made up for any clumsiness. And as she showed me those big, natural tits, flopping around when she pivoted and gyrated, I found myself hard, excited, and itching to grab her. But I figured restraint was still needed. When she slid. Are these photos really important to you?”“They have become important to me. I had almost forgotten about them. Now I’d really like to have them.”“Well ... I might be able to help you out. How about if we make a deal? If I can recover these for you, you will agree to go out to dinner with me. Like I said -- I know a place that’s quiet and dim.”“I don’t know...” She turned her back and pondered. “All right. It’s a deal. If you can recover them, I’ll agree to go out with you.”He handed her the. The space was very small and their body was brushing against each other constantly. That assistant was really enjoying the show.On the other hand, ma’am was disgusted and wanted to leave. But she knew that I needed the book urgently and she had to keep her promise. I decided to record this. They were searching in opposite shelves. But the asst wanted to explore more of her body. So he lied that his book was also on the shelf ma’am was searching.He came behind her and was standing very close in. He sucked. His tongue sliding up and down the undersideof the fat shaft. It moved faster. Deeper. He wanted more. Peter placed his hand on the back of his sons damp head as he began tofuck. "Won't be long now, cocksucker. So close. Hold the jizz in yourmouth. We're gonna share it. Father and son. Swapping your cum thensnowballing mine. You just keep sucking and daddy'll get it for ya. Of,fuck. Suck, baby". Kevin felt the familiar swell of the knob and knew. He slid his handbetween his dads.