"Greg, I am very glad you are here. I've had too much to drink and need to get ready for bed. Promise me that you won't let years go by without us see...ng each other?" "I promise." I went into my bedroom and put on my new night gown. It was flattering, but not obscene. The white silk material came down to my mid-thigh. It was fairly low cut so it showed a fair amount of cleavage. I elected to go without panties. I looked at myself in the mirror. My nipples were plainly visible through the clingy. Taylor beamed. “Great, let’s go! I’ll drive.” With that, she started walking down the hallway, the perfect preppy schoolgirl. Even her walk oozed that teenage sexiness that made every guy either turn his head or have to think very hard about not turning his head. I slunk behind her, trying not to seem like I was going with her - either to help her reputation, or to avoid the trope of some jock going, “Hey, is he following you? Is he harassing you?” and beating me up or something. The only. The Baker Lumber Company took a complete city block and Symphony found every spot where she could suck a cock or get fucked without anyone seeing her. When the men were eating their lunch during the noon break, she quickly went to her car and took the suitcase out of the truck. Near the back of the yard, shielded on three sides by high stacks of lumber, Symphony set up her camera. Stacks of lumber twenty feet high surrounded her, and two more stacks of lumber blocked the people driving by on. War das geil .... die Jeans zwischen den Knien, der Slip dazwischen, ihr Atem an meiner blanken Muschi, und Max konnte kaum anders, als seinen Steifen aus der Hose zu befreien und ihn langsam zu reiben.Ihre Zunge: göttlich. Leicht rau, feucht. Gefühlvoll und dennoch fordernd an meiner Clit .....Ich wußte genau, was Max dachte: ihr jetzt auch die Hose bis zwischen die Knie herunterziehen und sie ebenfalls zu lecken, während sie mich mit ihrer Zunge verwöhnt. Das war schon öfter Gegenstand.