The mirror tells me a lie and at a glance I appear to look glamorous; hair pinned up, long gloves, high heels. Under the dress I wear his favourite; s...oop bra, french knickers, suspenders, a garter and old fashioned stockings with a seam. All this is topped up with just a soupçon of his favourite french perfume; not too much but just enough for him to look at me, raise an eyebrow in question and for me to nod in affirmation. Now I have to stand around till he gets here because the dress is so. Then I he engulfed my cock with his hot mouth. His tongue was everywhere on my cock. I could not help but let out a very throaty moan and grabbed his head with both hands as he picked up the intensity of his sucking. He held my ass in his hands as he sucked me, oh ma was it hot! His hair felt soft in my hands as I held his head and watched him, watch HIM, suck my cock. As great as this was I wanted him in my mouth. I had never even touched another guys cock before now I NEEDED his cock in my. Holding the camera in one hand, she spread my ass cheeks with the other. Long strokes again, all captured on video. Abruptly stopping again, she reset the camera. “Move up on the bed some,” she instructed. As I did, Catherine buried that strap-on inside me in one stroke. Fast and furious, short strokes had me on the edge in minutes.“I’m going to cum again,” I warned her. “Good, cause I’m horny and want to fuck for a while,” she responded. Catherine reached around, found my cock and started. Both are interested in sex. They used to see nude photos, videos and masturbate. One day Latha came to know this. She took the CD and come to my room. I run the CD in my system and made a wild look on her. She asked me to give a good suggestion for her children.I never missed the golden chance. I said, Aunty learn why your children interested in such videos and snap. I requested to take those CD to me. We watched together. I know she will be horny by a week. My plan worked out. Whenever she.