The next thing we heard was Ross. “Oh shit. . .Oh shit. . .Oh SHIT. . .” I started to laugh. I could not help it. I looked at Brit and she stopped...moving and reached for her sunglasses and looked down to him with her evil ridden eyes I had seen so many times, and she said, “Really Ross? You just came? We just started!” He looked at her and smiled then frowned and I saw his cock actually deflate and fall out of Brit’s pussy. In a bit of anger, Brit got up off of him and said in a very loud. Maybe." She launched into an explanation of the idea she had for the Pledges of Delta Chi Epsilon. When she was done there was silence from the other end of the line."Clint?" she said.'I'm here." he chuckled. "I'm just trying to figure out a way to sneak a video camera in there." Clint, I promised them that this would be discreet. Everything depends on that. If those boys won't keep their mouths shut then the whole thing's off and I have to move somewhere else." Well, now, we don't want that,. For those few moments I looked right at it realizing she wasn't looking right at me, this was my chance to spy on her secretly and see a real live pussy and satisfy my curiosity about what she looked like. That image was seared into my brain and it was something I would remember the rest of my life. Even many years later I would dwell back on that image and get aroused, her pussy became the standard that all others had to live up to.Her hair color was light brown with lots of highlights and her. ”“What are we going to do to top that in the next heat though?”“I don’t know, love. How about if I…like…”“What?”“Well, I could always like…you know…suck it.”“Oh fuck. Would you? Really?”“Course I would, sweetheart. If you think it’ll get us through to the semi finals.”“I’d have to sing a song while you’re sucking me off.”“Of course, otherwise it wouldn’t be a proper act, would it? We’re not just having sex for the sake of it.”“What could I sing?”“Think of something, sweetheart. Come on, you’re.