“That’s just so fucking nasty Ryan!” Excitedly Sophie implored, “Film me too.”As luck would have it my phone was charged and my bladder was ...ready some relief too. “I’m ready whenever you are,” I said while starting to stroke my half hard cock.“Just let me finish my wine, I want to be able to use the glass…just in case.”Sophie kept playing with my cock as she drank her wine. Sometimes letting a little vino dribble from her lips onto my cock. It felt especially nice when she filled her mouth with. ‘Geez, trusting much?’ She stopped so abruptly he ran into her and for several seconds she was back to front with a man who could send Medusa into tremors, and to her perverse pleasure he was very happy in the pants region, and growing ecstatic against her backside. She was sure she’d heard him hiss in a quick breath before he gently set her away from him, his big hands warm and rough against her upper arms, the thick fingers digging in ever so slightly. She couldn’t move or speak with him so. We got into mine and I poured us large drinks and put on music. I sat beside her on the sofa and we continued to chat and flirt, more openly now because we were alone. I got brave and leaned over to kiss her. A good move on my part as she welcomed me with an open mouth kiss. We both knew where this was going and started to strip each others clothes off while the kissing got more passionate, almost aggressive. We both got completely naked in the living room and I shut the curtains. She had the. When we arrived I turned around and kissed her once more, before she turned away from me.“Do me a favour, Fran,” she said looking over her shoulder, “can you undo my zip?”I took hold of the zip tag in the gap of her collar and pulled down gently. Emma then turned around, crossed her arms and pulled the dress over her head, revealing her bra and knickers: pink satin with tiny black dots, pale pink lace on the band and the tops of the cups. I then took off my jumper and t-shirt, kicked off my.