I obediently sit back down and let you continue your strip tease. You reach down and slide your thumbs into the straps of your g-string. I finally tea... my eyes away from your breast and watch you slowly slide your g-string down. You slowly reveal your small little patch of blonde hair and then you step out of your g-string. I can't wait to touch you, but you lean back against your desk again to tease me. "Do you want me?" you ask. "Oh, yes...please," is all I can say. "Good, because I. I decided I would really make this first experience enjoyable for both me and Dawn. I gently eased my cock in and out of her asshole in a rhythmic motion. Dawn lay on the bed softly grunting with each inward thrust of my cock into her tight virgin granny ass. When I pulled back she breathed a sigh of relief only to be followed by another moan as my cock eased back into her. After a few minutes of gentle fucking her grunts of pain turned into moans of pleasure as the pain of anal intercourse. I looked over at him and while he was holding his cock with his right hand, I could just see the end of his cock. He was slowly rubbing it and rolling his foreskin back and forth. Then he put it away and zipped up and I asked him "how's it hanging?"He answers as he's walking to the sinks "pretty good actually."Then he comes back to the urinal, unzips and pulls out his pecker. He rolled his hood back and shook his cock around a bit and then pushes his foreskin back and forth a few times. I said. "Stop that, you little bitch!" Mike spat, incensed at his wife's mockery of him. He made another lunge at her, and this time, managed to grab her wrist, holding her immobile."Now give them to me!" he ordered, his breath coming in pants from the unaccustomed exertion."Never!" Sandra gasped, looking wildly around the room and struggling vainly to escape."I'm afraid you've no choice," Mike jeered, give them to me, or I'll take them." Sandra was desperate. Somehow withholding the coveted snapshots.