"He only tossed out the other two options to get us thinking that we could influence his decision. Here's the profile." She passed around packets of m...terial. It seems that there had been a religious film producer on the south side of Indy that had their own studio. I say 'had been.' They'd stayed committed to 16mm film production for too long. Their entire business had crashed when everyone switched to video tape. It wasn't that they couldn't have adapted. They simply didn't believe the world. As soon as Penny loosens her grip on Amber's head, she hovers over Penny's drooling pussy and inhales her feminine aroma. Penny feels Amber's breath on her glistening cunt lips. When Amber drops her mouth onto Penny, she squeals with unrestrained joy."Oh my god, Amber! What are you doing to my pussy?"Amber's tongue moves quickly, darting like a snake between Penny's wet folds. Amber parts Penny's pussy lips with her fingers, then takes deep swipes with her tongue. Penny's hips buck underneath. She said that, sexually, she had only been with Robin and he thought it was disgusting. I asked her if he expected her to perform oral sex on him? She nodded. Maybe it was the wine but I wanted to know more. I asked her if she wondered what it felt like?She said yes. I asked her if she had told this to him and she again nodded. I said that some men are turned off, by the way, the looks and sometimes smells. She got a sly grin on her face and reminded me to me honest. She asked me how hers. Her shorts were next. She grabbed at Spence’s shirt and removed it. She slid his jock and shorts off in one long sweep. Laying Spence back down on the blanket covered bleacher seat, Ariel lay atop him, breast to chest and groin to groin. Spence’s shaft lay between them, growing rapidly. She pulled the other half over them. The blanket resumed warming them. They kissed. Spence stroked her back and butt cheeks. Ariel reached between them and positioned his erection for insertion. Insertion.