“Just do me, Mr. Andy. Just stick it in,” Nikita said as she started to vigorously rub her pussy.I then placed her into missionary position and mo...ed my cock to the entrance to her pussy. I just let hover there for a few seconds as Nikita gazed at it, her eyes totally trained on the tip.I then let the tip kiss her pussy lips.“My gosh,” Nikita yelped out. “Is this really happening?”“Oh yeah baby, here I come,” I said as I slowly let my cock be enveloped by her pussy.“Oh God, oh God!” Nikita. “Thanks.” I quickly pulled the suit on, trying to keep control of my erection, pushing my cock down to at least pretend that I wasn’t massively turned on by this moment. The Lycra felt tight on my skin, as I pulled it up over my chest and put my arms through the holes. Meanwhile she’d pulled my trunks up, and walked behind me, taking hold of the zip and pulling sharply up. I was very firmly held in place by the wet fabric, clinging to every bit of me. I felt very odd, but quite secure – I guess. 'I just want us to talk Mariel, and for you to answer truthfully', he continued, his voice did send shiver down my spine, as it sounded so soothing as it ebbed and flowed through my mind, suddenly he was alongside me, sitting on the edge of the couch where I lay, his hand rubbing my knee, my had somehow drawn my knees up, not realizing, or simply forgetting my lack of underwear, affording him a view few men had seen, but I felt no shame in showing him, let alone as hand caressed my inner thigh,. Causing a slight erection. "Get your damn hand out of there, faggot!" Mel growls. "You know you like it!" Karl giggles, "Your cock is always glad to see me!" Karl proceeds to use several rolls of film shooting Mel's flawless body."Sure you wouldn't like to come to my place tonight?" Karl teases. "Not if you paid me, faggot!" Mel replies. Karl opens his briefcase and pulls out some photos. "I took these earlier today. An aspiring young model." Karl says. "What's her name?" Mel asks as he eyes.