The wife moved up the bed, with her lover’s face between her legs. Joan felt that the lover had some familiar traits, but thought little about them ...s she watched the two lovers begin.The lover’s face was buried between the legs of the wife. From the reactions her body was making, the lover was hitting the right places. With only the sound of Holmes clicking photos, the two investigators were witnessing two lovers making sweet love.The wife twisted her hips and squatted over her lover’s face.. I can’t believe you’re here.”“Hello, Vic. I can’t believe we’re going to do this.”We kissed more as my hands ran up and down the length of her back.“I’ve thought about you, a lot, over the years.”“Me too, Vic. I saw your fat cock about five years ago.”She wiggled on me, grinding her sopping wet pussy on my cock. She continued on.“You were changing at our house. I was in the backyard, you didn’t close the curtains.”“No shit? That’s hot.” I laughed a little, then wondered if Pax heard me. But. Lisa snapped out of her daydream and looked at his face. She was soon lost in his eyes. So beautiful, she flushed, took in a difficult breath and then locked her gaze with his. Her body reacted before her mind did. She lifted her chin up towards him, lips parted. Mr. Goldstein gasped as her lips brushed against his. He stilled. ‘No!’ his voice sounded pained. Lisa froze. He didn’t want her. She felt pain deep inside. ‘I should go,’ she started to get up to leave when Mr. Goldstein hands caught. She was tied down with leather straps at the thigh and ankle. Her mini skirt rode up and no longer covered all of her bare ass—or nearly bare. Garter straps could be seen attached to thigh-high fishnets. A tall, muscular man ran his hand slowly and gently down her back and massaged her tailbone as he bent down and murmured in her ear. She responded to his word with a breathy moan and a laugh. He continued massaging her lower back and began to raise her skirt until he had revealed her ass which.