The thong, so luminescent in its satin purple with the candles giving it a surreal look of shimmering teasing, I have to cut off...so with my sharpest...hunting knife I slip the blade out of its scabbard, drawing it down under your heaving breasts, across your nipples now screaming to be sucked so hard, and over your tight stomach..."Is it sharp enough for my precious girl tonight?"...I smile as you nod your pretty luxurious hair approvingly...and with a turn of my wrist the razor sharpness is. I played with the outfit to see different effects as I often do before I go out. Dave could not help but comment on my performance as he fiddled with the lighting, and photographed me as I teased him as to what I'd be willing to show. I was already well aroused when we heard the rider pull into the yard and peeped out to see a stocky man probably in his forties approaching the cottage. Dave smartly placed the camera in amongst some ornaments on the unit and disappeared into the bedroom. The. . mmm," she moaned in between releasing and engulfing my cock.My nuts began to tingle while her mouth worked its magic all over my cock. Her tongue massaged the under side of my prick, her teeth very lightly raked its shaft. Her lips gliding over my hardness, all while she fingered her own soaked pussy.I kept teasing her nipples as the passion ignited and grew. I slowly backed her up to the rail, prying her mouth from my cock. I grabbed her around her small waist, spreading her thighs, I. The sixth and last person to board the bus was a woman in herlate thirties, wearing a dark green shirtdress with white polka dots,white pumps, hosiery, white shoulder bag, faux pearl necklace andearrings. She had stood in the stairwell as Ms. Trevor commanded centerstage. Now that that show was moving to the back of the bus, the driverturned and suddenly saw her."Welcome to THE ESTATE, ma'am," he said loudly, alerting Sylvia.Neither knew how long she had been waiting, but keeping a member.