Tutting at her own inability to resist temptation she unfastened her skirt, allowed it to fall, and stepped out of it. She hung it in the closet, alon...side the blouse, and then hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and tugged them downwards. Naked except for her heels, she surveyed herself critically in the full-length mirror, flexing her legs and arms to examine muscle tone and posture. Reasonably satisfied with the image that stared back at her; she sat on the trunk at the. The anonymity was exhilarating. Gratification was the sole motivation for the get-together and that suited me perfectly.After Jake began to roar once he began breeding my arse, Bully took over. Bully was not as well-endowed as Jake but a lot more animated. Above all, he had the strongest hands that I had ever encountered and the bruises on my backside, afterward, bore witness to his crushing hands. It was simply fan-fucking-tastic! When Bully came, I thought that I was about to be pounded. His legs were surprisingly sturdy. There was a bit more hair on them than most men, but that didn't bother me. His buns were unexpectedly masculine and I could imagine them in action thrusting his cut clean straight hard cock, which was neither the largest or the smallest of my experience, into me. I had never seen any of that before. He'd always worn long pants whenever I was with him. I'd never actually seen his chest either. It was slightly sunken and I knew that this was common with tall. ” Meredith shakes her head, ”nooooo, I’m gonna fall, let me down, Mal, let me down!!” ”Not until you do it, take your left hand off slowly, you can do it,” as I watch her struggle, her arm trembling but after a few seconds, lifting off the hold bar. I watch Meredith take her milky white breast and slowly start fondling it, pushing her palm against the lower lobe and pressing that full tit even fuller and higher. God, I wanted to suck that pink eraser head. I hear the photographer clicking away.