I was asked if I would let men shoot on my body? "Oh yes I will take my clothes off but leave my glasses on and where would you two like to shoot for ...xample?" I enquired. They both wanted to shoot on my face and glasses. Well that was clear and I had no problem. I had on a head scarf to protect my hair from the rain but decided it might be protection too from other liquid raining down on me!!I was having strong contractions now at the exciting thought of strangers watching me, one of the men. He had large hands. They were large and calloused and rough from the ranch work, and she put her small, white hand against his. He curled the tips of his fingers, and they covered the tips of hers. He stared at her face the entire time, seeing her response. He continued to look at her, and she finally looked back at him. His hair hung gently in his black eyes, and he sat on her bed nude. Chloe scooted nearer to him and kissed him, pushing him into the sheets and starting to move her hips in a. If I did, it's all Cindy's fault. (Maybe I should send her the bill for a new one). Her pussy lips were as pink as her nipples and looked like two halves of a large peach. Her clit was clearly visible and extended about a quarter inch. The soft, sparse, downy pussy hair extended all the way to her tight little ass hole. I love bush (Not George W, the other bush). Whilst my father had walked to his desk to get some gloves, I had activated the zoom on the camera for a close up of Cindy's. Connie then affixed some rope through the ring, at the end of the anal-hooks shaft and placed it around my wife’s throat. Pulling snugly and passing the rope through the ring again and quickly securing the line. This arched my wife’s head back, her ass out and forced her to jut her breasts out. She was rendered immobile as the anal hook deep in her ass help her quiet.“What do you have to say now?” Questioned Connie, as she took my wife’s chin into her hand.“Thank you, Mistress,” my wife.