I really value what we have.”I have to say when Almira raised the subject of videoing, it put me back to when she first told me that part of my free...om to fuck her, and her me, was that Karl would want to watch us now and again. She was riding me at the time.“Don’t worry about it. Just do what you normally do. Enjoy me!” She had emphasised those words with a bunny bang – very rapidly bobbing her arse up and down while riding my cock."Only Karl and I, and you, of course, will see them."Yes, I. On the other hand this wetness allows me to do a lot of stuff instantly without the need to get wet in advance or use lube.There are some times where wearing a pad is not possible due to various reasons. One example is this particular rave for which I wore fishnet pantyhose, thongs, a miniskirt, and a sports top. The skirt is actually so short that my thong could be seen so having a pad would be stupid. I also had my teddy bear backpack with some extras in it. This was some kind of a. Oiled and dripping as they rub against each other. Thrusting and insistent. Pinned atop their stiff digits. Skewered and sodden." "Fuck I'm hard. God, I need to see this." "Nooooo. Hades. Underworld. All eternity. Me. Oh God, the shades, they're becoming clearer. Merging. Forming. I can barely put one foot in front of the other. Men. Warriors. Musculature. Sweat sheened and battle grimed. Faces. Clear, recognisable faces." Who are they? Can you tell who they are?" "The shades, they're pushing. The visual contrast of her white, creamy skin with the black undergarments was stark. I idly traced a finger along the tops of her stockings, finding the soft, delicate skin just above, and pinching it lightly between thumb and forefinger. Not enough to leave a mark or even hurt, but to let her know I could. Her breathing was rapid, almost ragged. Her body trembled visibly.With a rough yank, I yanked her panties down, just below her buttocks. CRACK! The palm of my hand made sharp contact with.