He licked his lips as he watched me rolling my tits in my hands. My pink nipples were already hardening from the coldness of the night, none the less ... kept them uncovered as he took more pictures. “Pull your dress up a little,” he commanded. Again, I did as I was told, rolling up the bottom of my dress. My tight, bald pussy came into view. He licked his lips a few times as he admired my snatch. Another flash from the camera dazzled me. I could feel my pussy begin to dampen as I sat there. My. .." Now, Ingrid, if either Ward or myself call you Ginger, and it's obvious what we're after, you will immediately fall into this trance. If Ward says the word, you'll focus on him like you're focused on me. But my commands and suggestions will always be stronger than his." I wanted to be able to clean up any messes he might make. "Are you okay with this, Ingrid?"A small giggle, " ... yeah..." Ingrid, wake up, remembering this one trance."She woke up. It was only a few more steps to the doors. We then got in a 69 and she sucked my cock and i sucked her balls and licked her asshole. We did this fo a while then we. “I’m not about to go breaking up a marriage. And if you think I’m gonna get wrapped up in some sort of ménage a trois, you’re crazier than…” “Hold on, hold on,” Bob said. “First off, they’re not married. Or if they are, she’s a bigamist, ‘cause she’s still legally married to that slime ball shacking up with my granddaughter. Second, I don’t think she’s gonna dump one starving musician for another. And third, on some level at least, they really do love each other. Although I don’t think either.
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