"Michelle turned, dropped her shoulders down and moved her legs wider exposing her pussy, tinged with dampness, as I continued to stroke myself."Move ...loser, Michelle, so he can touch you there," Emma said, now coaching her in much more than modeling the outfits.Michelle backed up to me and I put out my other hand to run a finger along her wet slit, making her shiver and moan a bit, "Mmm, uuuh, mmm." See how wet she is. Sexy lingerie does that to us women, Danny. You guys like us naked but we. My cock was rock hard as I watched this young girl finger her hot pussy,moaning softly and writhing on the bed. I could see Britney staring at thebulge in my shorts as she continued masturbating for the camera. At somepoint in all of this, I ran out of film, but kept clicking off anyway. Ididn’t want her to stop.“Put that camera down, Troy,” Britney moaned out. “Put it down and come overhere. Give me what I want. Give me what I need.”I tossed the camera aside and walked over to this hot little. How could I possibly still think of myself as aman?Just let go....I squeezed her hand reassuringly, even if I didn't feel it myself. Mysmile was a bit less forced."I'll watch your coat," I said.It was difficult to read the jumble of emotions in her face. There wasnothing difficult to understand about the silently-mouthed words "Thankyou" she formed with her lips. I thought it had been difficult toaccept Susan was cheating on me. I thought it had been next toimpossible to pack my belongings,. He had been anticipating the taste of her sweet pussy and the sensation of her long, manicured nails against his skin. He was straining against his fitted jeans just thinking about it.The hallway was partially lit as he quietly entered the apartment and he could see the bedroom door slightly ajar up the open staircase. Silently, he moved upstairs. Maybe he should shout out that he was there but he was always intrigued as to how she would receive his presence, particularly when she wasn't.