Betty Montgomery was everything that her husband was not. She was a cheat and an adulteress. Every other word out of her pretty kissable mouth was an ...utright lie. She masturbated outrageously even when she knew he was looking at her busy fingers. Her dresser was filled with the kinkiest of sex toys and she had a list of male friends whose common denominator was the excessive lengths of their shafts.Her hobby was to have her accommodating husband take revealing photos of her being used by her. The release was mostly clear, like soapsuds, this time and the pee was clear saline.Then he shut off the cameras, took off his clothes and gave me a complete shower, one of the high points of which was using a toothbrush to scrub the head of my cock. My hands were still fastened to the collar so I could only reach around my face and he dried me off, put the mask back on, adjusted the cameras and had me follow him to the table used earlier to push my butt forward. He helped me onto the table on. ”Gee, I’ll have to stop over for some hairpie!” Laurie teased, sticking with her flirtatious sexual theme. Her attempt to embarrass the cute redhead didn’t faze Suzy at all. “No hairpie for this girl” she responded firmly, “I’m clean as a whistle!” She stuck two fingers up to her mouth, wiggling her tongue in a pussy licking pose, causing everyone to break out laughing. Her sexy southern drawl made it even more enticing, as the Alabama transplant was really opening up.We continued to be the. Now straddled across his chest with my weight taken on my knees, Jon had a view and access to my breasts and inviting pussy. I dabbed some apricot kernel oil on my fingers and spread it over his forehead, temples and cheeks; soothingly massaging it into the pores of his skin. Leaning forward, I gently nibbled on his lips before giving him a gentle kiss on his mouth. Sliding my body back, I rubbed some oil onto his sparsely haired chest. I could feel his now hard cock pressing against my butt.