On a warm and sunny spring afternoon, Goldy bounced her way down the avenue, in search of an afternoon diversion. It gave her such a thrill to dick te...ase every man she came across. So, she slipped on her trashiest pair of denim shorts. Shorts so short that she had to go without panties. They were a perfect fit. The majority of her toned and tanned ass cheeks hung out, and the crotch was pulled snugly into the crevasse of her hairless, pink slit. When she walked, the snug denim would rub her. Made a grizzly face. That was when I remembered that the camera mike had recorded sound. I tingled watching my image, my hand working the vibe in and out. I tingled even more when I heard the noise I was making coming out of the computer speaker. Mini-me had turned his face into the pillow and moaned, a low rasping moan and a gasping breath, another moan, another gasp. A tight shot came next. I had to get up and adjust the camera so I could get the close-up of my ass, so my position was. That cock was so huge! Sure she had masturbated with insertion of everything she could find that seemed suitable. Sure she loved to feel her flesh stretch so much it hurt, but the stud was, well, hung like a stud. Her cunt was so hot and wet she knew she could impale herself on something larger than she had ever used before but not that size! Her fear of cunt injury helped her stay on the job at hand and grab the stud's cock, loving the feel of it in her hot hands, stroking it lustfully. ..There was a loud knocking on the door, really loud. Donna said "Leave it I'm nearly coming", but I couldn't as it might be important. As I hurried downstairs with Donna in tow, feeling breathless, opening the door there stood a smartly dressed black man in a suit doing a survey on double glazing, Donna immediatley asked him in.As he sat on our sofa Donna went in the kitchen to make some drinks and I followed her in. "This could be it" she said, as I put my hand up her nightgown she was still.