She was wearing a short black skirt, and a black top, with fishnets and no bra. Russ got on top of her, and held her, the crotch of her tights in his ...and, “Do you remember the other night, when I left you, and you sent me a message, …well that night was nothing compared to what I am about to give you.”“Is that a promise Russ? ““You can have a guarantee from the president if you want!!”“Be careful”“Careful?!” exclaimed Russ as he ripped off her fishnets, and began to rub her moist clitoris.. He groans as he feels her wetness press against him and he knows she is cumming. Her scent fills his nostrils and he longs to taste her passion. As if reading his mind her fingers dip low, she throws her head back and moans as her fingers find the center of her desire. His head is reeling when she brings her finger to part his lips. Greedily he sucks it into his mouth and tastes her. Her taste so sweet it would bring him to his knees were he standing before her.Her hands move to his waist as. ”“She’s welcome to come and watch - in fact, I’m going to text her now and tell her to get her ass down here.”“Really?” Sasha said with a surprised look“Well only if you are happy for her to come over.”“Yeah I would like that.”I grabbed my phone and sent a message to my daughter asking her to pop down to the studio as Sasha wanted her here to help with the shoot.She replied quickly as ever - ‘Be there in 5” - as I read the text my cock got even harder if that was possible.“Okay, Millie’s going. ’ I whispered. ‘It’s the least I can do.’ He released the handle on the bedroomdoor and turned to face me as he nodded over his shoulder at my lightly snoring new hubby. ‘What about Mikey?’ he breathed. I squared and pulled back my shoulders as I gazed down to the twitching mass in his slacks. My gaze traveled back up to his face. ‘It’s up to you, I’d chance it.’ I hissed as I ran my tongue along my lower lip and looked over my shoulder at my husband laying face down on our marital bed. I.