She moaned once or twice and pushed back against me as I slid in and out. She wrapped her legs around me back holding me in place and I could feel her...stockings against my back. Sandy pulled me back to her and kissed me hard, her tongue forcing itself into my mouth and she bit my lip as she bucked beneath me. I could taste blood but I didn't care. She was shouting now as we both were getting close to climax, and I was pushing harder and harder until I felt myself close. Sandy screamed and came. "Well, as ya say, not exactly my cup of tea. But not half bad fer just fussing around," she grudgingly admitted."I certainly like it," I said."Of course ya do," she snorted. "They're yer birds. You'd say ya loved it if they were banging on pots and spitting on the floor. Well, ah best be getting back to the dressing room. At least one of us needs to be ready fer the real show." With that she hit me again in exactly the same spot as before. She did that on purpose I'm absolutely sure. With that. I dove for it and scooped it up with my tongue, rooting into her vagina for more. I tasted his savory spunk and her frothy juices and licked and twirled around her opening before moving up to her throbbing clitoris and lavishing attention on it. She soon orgasmed in my mouth with a lot of squealing.“Oh!Oh! Shonda! GHaaaaaaaa!” she bucked beneath me and clamped her thighs on my head. More wetness was evident in her slit and I lapped it up and cleaned her out real good.“Ooooo, that was sooooo. Paul started taking pictures of Anne as she was walking around the room and Todd was told to adjust her arms to begin with then twisted her body this way and that sometimes casually brushing her breasts or her back side in the process she would stiffen to begin with but after a while she became used to his touch. They had her lay on the couch and told Todd to open her pussy lips so they could take pictures of her pink inner lips. She was on fire when Todd put his fingers in her pussy and.