On the first sort through, a dozen or so of the oldest photos and some new ones taken with a Polaroid Land Camera were set aside. The ladies had heard...that photos taken by the Polaroid’s tend to fade rather quickly and they needed to talk to an expert. The two cousins drove to the photographer who’d taken the photo’s at their joint wedding four years earlier. His photo shop was unique and extremely large for a small college town. There was a studio for professional photo work but next to it. She pressed the tip of my girl-cock into her pussy. I reveled at the feel of her juicy folds. She was tasting her tangy musk on my lips. I felt the entrance and thrust into the warmth of my lover's embrace. Her pussy hugged me tight, the silky bliss spilling over my cock.I broke the kiss and stared in her eyes. There was only her now. Just us united in passion. Her limbs wrapped around me as our bodies rocked together. I pressed my forehead into her, lost in her hazel eyes.“You have such. The last few drops fell from My lips over the sport shoes. Oh!??? ??? - Idi sjuda! Ochisti moju sportivnuju obuvj! Vjiliji grjazj i vodi ot nih! (Clean My sport shoes! Lick the dust and the water from them!)??? ??? - Da, Gospoja! - he started to lick. I was so happy. Local men were kept in relatively liberal conditions, but the requirements and rules appointed to them were very strict. Each woman arrived at their home was becoming home mistress for him if his actual Mistress was absent. It was. And don’t be shy about it.”I looked around. At least 30 couples were coupling. Oh wait, two more non-exercisers made it at least 32.“Stay around and relax after you finish. We need men for a pushup contest to compete for Chrissy’s attention. The winner gets Chrissy then he and the next 5 get free beer. Ladies are welcome to watch and cheer their men on.”Chrissy took the megaphone, “Okay guys, whoever does the most pushups gets me right here, right now. I will set a nice even pace. The top six.