After all, I allowed myself to be put in this sexual predicament just to satisfy my fiancé’s burning desire for the M-F-M, so-called devil’s thre...some, if you will. ‘Terry had the lights down dim, sexy soft music was playing while an Anteriors lantern with a Le Labo candle burned on the table at the end of the sofa. ‘I gave a big devilish grin at the guys sitting on the sofa while entering the room. Terry had stripped down to his Calvin Klein briefs while ‘our guest’ was clad only in his gym. Gradually, Trey's hips now began a more pronounced response, raising her pelvis a fraction to follow the tip of his finger. He carefully pulled his finger slightly away, so he was barely grazing the crease. His grin widened as he watched her pubis jut out in an attempt to increase the diminishing pressure of his touch, and he continued the teasing withdrawal.With his free hand, Robbie now gently pinched at the waistband of Trey's soaked panties, and began to carefully work them over her hips. She wasn’t as alone as she thought. Unknown to her the male camp counselor, John, had seen her go into the woods. Without her knowledge, he not only followed her, but took pictures of her as she relieved herself, getting some very clear pictures in the process. In the pictures it seemed that she was posing for the pictures, instead of merely going pee. He didn’t let her see him as he took the pictures or even let her know that he had taken them. He would save that for when they got back to. Now was the time to get her hotter and ready to take me deep into her forbidden Muslim slit which was now glistening with her juices. Unknowingly to her I had eased out of my clothing, I gently straddled her so I could give her back a final once over and I let my semi hard cock rest on her wet pussy I could feel her wiggling trying to get a good feel of my ever growing meat. My massaging got firmer and more intense, (Ms. Pious) tried to push her bum up to have my cock enter her, her breathing.