Jen started to moan as Debbie continues to play with her pussy. Then Debbie decided to reach into her bottoms. As soon as Debbie’s fingers touched J...n's pussy she moaned into Debbie's mouth. No one ever touched her like this before. In fact she had never even been kissed like this before. Jen then reach into Debbie’s bikini bottoms and started to play with her pussy. Debbie was in heaven. Jen did not last long, within a few minutes Jen started to cum and cum hard. Jen broke the kiss and started. Twisting, pressing his left thigh against her arched back shoulder he lets his swaying cock slide against her cheek, smack across the bridge of her nose, slip across her eyes. ?Like my cock slut? Want to taste it?? He scolds. Grinning to himself, he lets his pulsing nine-inch shaft ooze its sticky fluid as he slides it back and forth across her parted lips before sliding just the tip of the swollen head into her mouth. ?Agghhhh!? Grunting, as she tastes the salty wetness. The flashes of light popping into her vision were definitely the type of flicker and shadow cast by a roaring fire, yet the fireplace beside the stage was little more than a muted glimmer behind paned glass. How could any of this be? She turned to look at Damian, who was already gazing at her, as if waiting for her to acknowledge that she was seeing the same thing as he was. There was no doubt in either of their minds that they were experiencing the same vision. Was it the wine, though neither. "We won't use them for the stills, so you have a while. But do not hurt yourself."He gazed seriously at Michelle."I mean that," he said. "If you think there is even a remote possibility of you getting hurt, I will find someone else to do it. I mean, we will use your idea and get it fixed but you don't need to do it yourself." Thanks," Michelle said. "But I'll be OK. I just have to go up the ladder. There is a place for hand and foot holds for adjusting. I've done it before."Sahara leaned.