Miss Mallet was getting accustomed to his dick, and began to moan. She was visibly rocking with his steady fucking motion. Trudy was still photographi...g the proceedings. She had become aware of a strange feeling between her legs, she knew she was wet down there, very wet. The second orgasm that Miss Mallet had must have been stronger than the first. Her back was arched even more, the thrashing of her head was less, but the moaning and screaming twice as loud. Sandy was completely transfixed by. After he noticed, it had only taken him thirty minutes to find them.Another couple had purposefully spilled water on the bathroom floor, then the woman had "slipped", supposedly hitting her head on the vanity. She hadn't realized the house had been set up for a virtual tour system, so the act of spilling the water and the pretend fall had been caught on camera, which saved Phil his job. The husband started clutching his chest as Phil showed the couple the video feed, prompting Phil to have to. Janie was in her seventh year of a four-year degree. From what Jason could gather, she spent more time partying than she did on class.As for Jason, he graduated a few years back, double majoring in mathematics and philosophy. Not trying too hard to get a real job, Jason currently made his money as a substitute teacher and the occasional odd job.Having been awakened by Janie’s call, Jason was still a bit toasted from the night before. He sighed, “Portland? Isn’t that like a thirty-hour drive?. He was always fastidious in his grooming and, just like her, he removed every hair below his neck, leaving his body a smooth expanse of finely toned muscle. If he lusted after her, he had no idea how much she still lusted after him. In her eyes he was nearly the perfect specimen of a man. As he stepped closer to her she took his cock in her hand and pressed it between her breasts. The soapy water proved to be an excellent lubricant and his cock slid easily between the pert mounds of her flesh..