So I started to finger fuck her harder and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhShe climaxed and was breathing heavily.Her boobs were moving up and down ...ue to her breathing.Trying to hold her breath, she was saying shh shh shh this….this was..this was the best pleasured orgasm I had in my entire life.I said her….its your tun to please me.She came down and removed my trousers and started giving me blowjob and was stroking my cock hard and was talking dirty…U dirty boy…have dirty intentions on. Val came to a stop surprised by the nature of the assignment. She would never have thought of that as an art project. Of course, she hadn’t thought of an ad for deodorant as an art project either. She knew that fund raising was an important activity. Weren’t campaigns to save the whale accompanied by high quality images of whales swimming through the ocean? Then it dawned her that movies were considered an art form, although a lot of films didn’t qualify for that label.“That’s interesting. Are. I slide my hands over his shoulders wanting to continue down his arms, but he grabs mine and holds them above my head on the bed. I hear him make a noise when he pulls out of me leaving just the tip sitting inside. That’s when he looks up at me and I understand what this is to him. My heart cracks a little as he thrusts hard in to me. My body enjoying the full sensation of him with my mind telling my mouth to let out the sounds of pleasure that my nerves are picking up on, but my heart aches.. Is it Susan who makes her so passionate? wondered Charlotte. But she couldn’t be sure as Harriett seemed to be giving her great pleasure too as she nibbled Emma’s clitoris with her teeth, while Susan in turn squeezed her vagina tightly against her own. Or was it because I’m watching? Perhaps, Charlotte thought, my presence gives Emma just a bit more pleasure. Perhaps she gets sadistic pleasure out of my discomfort. Or maybe, and Charlotte was sure this was the real truth, she thinks I get.