Once Brint was installed watching the evening news on television, Fran felt free to go upstairs to her bedroom, where she could think about the next d...y to her heart's content. She planned a long bubble bath, a soothing and stimulating facial mask, and perhaps a few moments on the massage pad that was usually kept tucked in the back of the closet. She would pamper herself, and get herself into the proper frame of mind, for tomorrow she must not only be beautiful, but carefree - not only. I decided to have a little fun with her while she remained quiet. I took out my camera and started snapping pictures of her. I removed the sheet covering her up and took a few more shots. She was wearing a pajama top but she wore no underwear making it easier for me to get shots of her pussy. That beautiful, sweet, and chocolate covered pussy. Just thinking about it made me hungry. I continued taking pictures. I took shots of her legs, her feet, her hands, and her pretty little face. I then got. At one point Liza had crossed her legs and held the whore tight to her cunt as the whore licked and tongued her. Liza also had every inch of her husband's cock deep in her mouth and throat giving him the strongest sucking he had ever had. He stayed hard with the cum flowing for his sexy wife. When he finally let the whore go back to her room her pussy was also dripping and her face covered in Liza's cum. Then he got in bed with Liza and told her he had a surprise for her. He then spread her. " Armitage laughed despite himself. He had tried to keep a professional, detached attitude throughout the call, but he couldn't help it. "Well," he said, gathering himself again, "Maybe it would have been different if you'd chosen a less, well, exaggerated model." "Maybe, but that doesn't change things. I chose that body for the day. If I had really been that woman, that would have been my life. The experience shook me. I'd never really thought about men being such louts before, but.