I totally disagreed with the hole thing. Raquel out on the town late at night with a rich french executive did not sit right with me. So Raquel came u... with the idea that could be there. I would be the limousine driver for them, but I could not say that I was the husband no matter what happens. With that idea it sounded alright.Saturday night came around and I got the limo ready. Raquel visited the spa and had her hair, nails,make up done. She but this beautiful knee hi black dress with an open. ..." I replied. "So…… should I start?" he asked. I nodded yes, anxiously. "Should I pull out your cock?" he asked, knowing just how to tease me, "Do it...." I replied. I felt his hand reach over as it brushed up and down my crotch, and not long after he repeatedly did so, my cock was pushing against my pants and begging to be let out. He finally unzipped me as I felt his hand grab hold of my cock, sliding in my pants, his grip so strong. "Yesssssss…." He said as he did so. Rubbing my cock up. She caught Rich's eye in the rear view mirror and realized he was smiling broadly. Hannah was giggling again and remarked that she couldn't believe how sweaty she'd gotten at the concert. Samantha licked her exposed shoulder and said "You taste pretty good to me. Just a dash of salt." They both laughed and Samantha took the opportunity to lick her arm again, this time closer to her armpit and the soft curve of the breast she could see on the open side of Hannah' tank top. She kissed Hannah'. Could I photograph you doing it?” I was intrigued. “I have never let anyone watch me let alone photograph me doing that. I want to feel I can trust you though.” She assured me, “I promise you that you can.” It was decided then. I would pleasure myself as she watched and photographed me.. .“I want you to lie down on the sofa it will be more comfortable.” I did as she suggested and we were ready to begin. I was nervous about starting. She broke the tension by saying, “I would you to talk to.