"She gave Laura a picture, a publicity shot of her fantastic body, and signed it on the back."So nobody has to see it but you," she said.The inscripti...n read: To Laura - Now and forever, no one ever loved you more. Signed: Brandi "The Thigh" Pearson, aka Miss Olympia.Laura smiled and her eyes filled with tears as she read it. "Now, when I want to come, I can look at your picture," she said softly."I've even got a video. I'll send it to you. But what am I going to do?" You'll just have to. Bob was on his back, his hands gripping her ass cheeks and I had a fist full of her hair fucking her mouth. She was moaning like a true slut! She came off my cock to tell Bob "FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE A FUCKIN" WHORE! GAWD THAT FEELS SOO GOOD!" she said. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! My wife was a fuckin' cock slut whore and I was luvin it!! "YEAH!! OH YEAH, THAT'S IT YOU BASTARD! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!! POUND MY CUNT, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!" This is when I had to move so I didn't unload right. There was more he wanted them to experience before they were finished. Shelleysgirl had stopped circling and had come to a halt with the stern facing towards the centre of the broad, but neither of them were aware or cared how visible they may be to the other craft. Paul's fingers were teasingly just under the edge of her panties, his fingertips brushing over her lips every so often and getting covered in her juices. Unable to resist, he licked his fingers, savouring the taste, before burying. She sat up and started to take off her shirt. I had thought that she wasn’t wearing a bra but couldn’t tell because of the bulkiness of the shirt. As she pulled the shirt off I was sliding my hands up her sides. Her skin was electric. Her breasts perfectly filled the palm of my hand. Her nipples were hard and sensitive to my touch. I could hear her breathing as I slid my fingers over her nipples, lightly pinching them between my fingers. She moaned, leaned back, and slid her pants and panties.