She crawled up next to me and we began to cuddle. "Are you mad at me and Desirae for exploring each other?" "No, I actually became more aroused thinki...g about the two of you enjoying each other. You didn't possibly take some video or pictures of your sexual adventures did you?" Suddenly, there was a long quiet silence and Bernadette did not say a word. Then she started to speak, stuttered, and surprised me. "Well, yes. No videos, but we have some selfies and the we took photos of each other.". Because that’s what she likes. Take your time, but really give it to her.” In the bedroom Connie was an invitation in red. On her back on the bed in red bra, suspenders, knickers and stockings, arms and legs spread wide. Reg went straight to her and put his hand between her legs. He looked to me. “I knew it. Wet and willing. Connie’s cunny at your service. Get your things off and get stuck in.” We were both soon naked. I tried not to look at Reg’s cock too obviously, but I could see that he. “Ms Grant, step aside for a moment” My stomach flipped, but it wasn’t the anxiety I had expected. It was anger. “What is it Jeff!” I could see this was not the attitude he was expecting from the smile that died on his face. He looked away then back at me. “You look so different with your new hairdo, we’re going to have to take another picture of you. Come down at 11 and I’ll do it for you.” “Okay” I turned and began walking away. “Ms Grant.” “What?” “Your hair looks really good” I was surprised. "I'm matching you" she said. She picked up black lace stockings, black panties and black bra. I looked through her drawers as she dressed. It was a dream pawing through all her lingerie. I pulled out a pair of lace arm sleeves. Lace, elegant and sexy I thought. We were both wearing black lingerie and we were not done yet. Make up was still to be done. My idea was to keep it simple and not too much. However, certain features needed to be highlighted. I sat on the stool and she knelt in front of.