I loved the idea and we agreed I would go to his place and he would provide the FF's for us to wear.The following evening I went to his place I was so...nervous but when he opened the door with a smile and a cheery hello, I relaxed a bit , and as soon as the front door was shut he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and said I have been looking forward to meeting you all day, come through and have a beer, we went straight into his bedroom ,there where two sets of FFs laid out a black set with. Her arms were out like an angel but they were squeezing the sheets as if holding on for dear life on a circus ride. She was getting fucked hard. She wasGetting pummeled by the dick she had ever seen. I walked around behind him and got on the floor underneath so I could see him entering her pussy. Her pussy skin was being stretched like never before. His cockWas pulling her pussy in and out as he trusts his cannon deeper and deeper. I could see her white cum building up on his cock which is. Right now though, they have time.She begins moving, slowly back and forth. Curtis’ hands stop what they are doing, the distraction far better something to concentrate on. Yulia is moving slow and deliberate, making him wet right along with her. She slides along his length, hugging him tightly against her. A tiny, barely audible moan escapes her lips. She feels his hands slide down her back and onto her hips. They rest there for just a moment as Curtis shifts to press his chest tightly against. His uncertainty waseating him alive. It was like a tug of war between what was right, and what was perfect. And here he was, at his desk, his finger on the delete button again. He bit into his knuckles, trying to tear himself away from the images and thoughts that tormented his mind.He had always been a good decision maker. He hadn't made a career as a top level art dealer by waffling and wallowing. He had prided himself on his sharp instinct. Now he was paralyzed by desire. The beep announced.