He was busy fingering Jan’s tight little cunt with one hand and Louise’s with the other. I zoomed in close on his hand and witnessed three of his ...ingers sliding easily in and out of the Spanish girls leaking pussy. Louise disengaged herself from his fingers and bent over and started running her pink tongue up and down the old mans gnarly prick. I continued taping the scene as she took his hard shaft all the way down her throat and swallowed repeatedly while holding his pole deep in her gullet.. " Alex is outside," Yvette said pointedly, frowning. "He really should be here."The quack looked at me in askance. "I wanted him nearby in case this did involve him."He nodded, "Yvette, I think you will have to accept that that is Peter's decision to make. Not yours and not Alex's."He shocked us both with that one. We sat. We talked. The surprises continued for me."Peter, I just..." Yvette sighed and bit her lip, "I don't ... Peter, I love you. I really do. But..." Vette, just tell me. Whatever. "So fucking bad, I'm gonna ruin you, girl." Suddenly, Liam tore her tight white shirt open, ripping the buttons from the material in one swift motion. Her sheer white bra was exposed, as was her devastating cleavage."Fuck!" she yelped. Her pink nipples shriveled, jutted and were visible through the see-through material. She was wet. Dripping, in fact. Her syrupy excitement coated the gusset of her panties. This had become almost an immediate reaction whenever she was in his presence. She knew. ‘I don’t understand, why s/he changed hir mind,’ I’d sob. ‘There, there, Lori,’ everyone would say, ‘These things just happen.’ Debbie was one of the ones who made made it allot better. The challenge was how to hide the fact that I would pop a woody every time Debbie gave me hug. That’s the last thing I needed to show through a tight fitting dress when I was at work. Meanwhile it was now six weeks later. I knew if I ever had a shot at asking Debbie out it was now. She was alone by the water.