.” Grace’s pelvis started to ride Liz’s fingers. Elizabeth aimed her phone and shot low angle close-ups of Grace’s twisting body with her fing...rs in it. After a while she slipped out of Grace’s hot opening. She caressed Grace’s blond pubic hair. “Turn around girl,” she whispered, “I can’t wait to shoot your hard naked arse…one for my personal collection.” Elizabeth Montgomery knew she was pushing the boundaries, downright m*****ing her classmate Grace Worthington. Liz didn’t know that this was. .. that which separates the faker from the truly unconscious. She rubbed that centerfold physique all over his face ... no reaction. Not a flicker or a flinch ... out for the count. “Well ... do something.”This was ... for 1980 ... a thoroughly modern house. There was a phone on a stand right next to the bathroom door. No chasing into the bedroom to answer a call ... a wet person could drip on the floor right here.“I need an ambulance at 2434 S Boston. My boyfriend has fallen and he’s not. I guess I just have some resentment bottled up," she confessed. "Evidently, but don't worry about it," I let her know. Then a decision became made in her head. Her legs stood up, and came to sit on the chair next to me. As nothing could surprise me, the question of 'Why?' remained unasked. "So, how has the sex been? He knows how to fuck in the bedroom, and in the dressing room," she confessed. "In the dressing room?" I wondered. "Yeah, we had gone on quite the tour of dressing rooms early in. . As I entered her wet pussy Velvet arched her back to let me fill her with the big black toy and soon I had the legs over her head and was pounding away at her dripping love hole like an expert.Velvet poured some lube around her pussy with it running down to her tight bum hole and I slipped in my finger opening her up ready for more toying , I pulled out with her white creamy juices covered over the shaft and Velvet sucked on the shaft as if it was a really cock licking and lapping at her.