Standing in front of the full length mirror on the inside of my closet door. I keep the camera high so it blocks my face, and take seven photos. With ...y legs apart, together, pushing up a boob, pulling on my slick pussy lips, etc. He got me into this and I have to admit it's added something more to the oomph of playing with my collection of bottles. I have photos like this documenting the effects of fucking about ten different bottles so far. You can see the glossy patches of juices and lube. And said “ Honey he missed you,” “ You are a naughty boy”, I said. So stroke his hard cock and played it with my hands. I slowly lick the tip of it and slowly suck it. He was enjoying it that makes his eyes closed. Then we heard a loud noise, the other car buzzing his horn so hard, we were getting on the other side of the road. I was shock and terrified. But Arthur managed to keep us safe. We stop and look on each other while I cry and he was just laughing at it, this silly bastard. After we. Ali just looked at him calmly. "Was it good? For both of you?"Brian looked at Ali strangely. "What do you mean, 'for both of you?' I don't understand." Brian, boys and girls are different. Men can get off a lot faster than women can. On the other hand, women can cum far more often than men can. That's why a male prostitute is essentially a contradiction in terms. A woman can take far more men than a man can have women. Do you understand?" She smiled at him warmly and said again, "Was it good. Personally, I'd have just thought of him as T-BAG.Unlike T-BAG, I had a chance. I walked straight across the room to her and offered to buy her a drink. I even cheated and checked which drink I should offer. Ladies love it when you know what drink they want (don't try this if you don't have mind control. You'll probably guess wrong). Her reaction was a slightly audible sigh of happiness. Her mental reaction was an explosion of emotion the likes of which I usually only see when I torture (the.