She had trouble bringing herself to let go of him. Fred picked up his camera bag, and began to walk away. She got his attention right way: Amanda: ‘...RED! Wait!’ Fred turned around quickly in surprise. Fred: ‘Yes? What wrong?’ Amanda: ‘When should I call you to pick up my clothes?’ Fred burst out laughing, having forgotten thather clothes were still in his camera bag. Fred: ‘Sometime after 8.’ Amanda: ‘Okay. Sounds good.’ She turned around intentionally, and began to walk away. Fred: ‘Amanda!. Feather touches roamed across my face and lips for a few minutes and then I felt something being put on me feet, then I was guided to my feet, discovering that I had to stand nearly on tip toes. Then I was guided a few tottering steps forward, told to lift my legs one at a time and something was slid up my legs and over my hips, trapping my cock in a tight embrace."Open your eyes." Oh my Gods!" I whispered in disbelief As I gazed into the large mirror to see not two beautiful girls and a man in. You could hear Brett gasp over the R&B playing in the background. Agness was sucking on the tip and you could feel the immense pleasure they both were feeling. Brett looked down at my lovely wife as she was licking the underside of his cock like an ice cream cone. He was slowly grinding his hips and his pace quickened and Agness worshiped his cock. Brett’s breathing was getting louder. Then suddenly he stopped and pulled his cock from my wife’s mouth. I could tell by the way she held his cock. “Not yet, I need to talk to you about something.”“Okay, what do we need to talk about?”“I don’t really know how to start. I’m not sure how you will react.”“It’s that serious, aye. Perhaps you should just say what’s on your mind. I’ll hear you out and if I don’t agree or don’t like it, I’ll tell you.”“You might get angry.”“Yes, I might get angry. That has happened when you have hidden things from me before but I can’t remember getting angry when you have been open and honest with me. So which is.