Kyle stripped off his red jersey, baring his toned chest. He and Claire sat down on the sleeping bag. “Ouch.” Kyle dug under the tarp. He retrieve... the angular stone that had jabbed his rump. “I should have cleared the grass first.”Claire shucked her panties, exposing her untrimmed mound to the open air. “You’ll remember next time.”Kyle lay down and dove in nose first. “Will I?” His black tresses mingled with her dark and curlies.Claire leaned back, balancing on her palms. Her moist haven. You wanna fight me, I like it that way, too. So just keep it up and see what it gets you."The man was on his knees beside the sofa. He raised his other hand and began to massage the other breast, too. He cupped his hands below them and pushed up; he curled his fingers around them and kneaded them; he stroked his fingers down along the tops; he brushed the nipples with the backs of his fingers."I like tits like yours, babe, firm but soft. You don't need to wear that bra, do ya? I bet your tits. "Let me introduce you to the crew. There's only two - one on lights, John, and one on a second camera, Alec."We went into the studio and saw two men setting up the cameras and lights. There were various props in the studio, couches, a bed in one corner, a number of different backdrops with different coloured curtains and another with a beach scene which made it look as if the photos were taken on a beach. Sue was looking at John and Alec with some embarrassment until they came over and said. Then the full effect hit her and she groaned and pushed into Dean Pringle's lap to escape the next blow. Sally could feel the bulge of Dean Pringle's hard cock sticking up into her pubic mound. It seemed rather large for such a small man.The next two blows were almost like one they were so close together.Sally wiggled and squirmed on the Dean's lap. He gave her an evil smirk as his cock worked deeper into her pubic mound and the wide open pulsating pussy just below. She had no doubt her.