Sonja was still lying on the mattres naked and now everybody had left I snapped a couple of pictures of her, she took some enticing poses but soon she...grew impatient, she crawled towards me, slid her hands up along my legs and undid my pants in a flash. Mere seconds later she had released my cock from the confines of my underpants and locked her on the throbbing head and started to blow me.I snapped a couple of more pictures while she was blowing me but soon I couldn't handle the camera any. Williams stepped between the two of them, cutting off their visual duel. "Why are we sitting here arguing about this, Jordan?" He asked.Gunny grew incensed at the mention of what Ben assumed was his real name. The huge biker whirled on his employer. "Gunny!" He shouted in the man's face. "Its Gunny!"Williams just stood there for a moment, obviously shaken and stunned by the sudden confrontation. "You are still my employee." His voice was thin and shaky, but he did stand up to the big biker. Ben. So we got changed and as I met her downstairs, I was turned on. She was in a black dress with subtle shades of gold. Her tits emerging out firm and a deep cleavage tickling every person’s imagination.She came to me and we hugged. We got her a drink and got to chill out in the open lawn. It had rained a couple of hours back and the weather was chilly. As we were sharing a smoke, she wrapped her arms around me, lay on my shoulder and we just remained there silent. Our friends called us and we. I jumped to my feet and looked at Brittany with shock, but before I could voice any concerns of fears she placed a sensual finger against my lips and told me to take it easy, this was after all only a dream. Agreeing with her logic I complied and sat back in the chair in front of the vanity. With the skill of a surgeon and the talent of a renaissance artist, she began to do my makeup. In between not being able to see my reflection, I could see bits and pieces of the transformation.