She is rail thin, with hips that flare out unexpectedly and legs that most women would kill to have. Last weekend was one of the hottest shoots yet. ...e pulled into the drive of this old school, mansion type of house and immediately I swore for not having charged more for the sitting! This place was huge! The woman that met us at the door was definitely a trophy wife. Maybe 30 years old, honey blonde hair, light tan, brown eyes, full lips. Her chest was enhanced but the rest of the body was. She's my son's girlfriend and my daughter's best friend." Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by calling her your daughter." No, that's fine. It's just you can't tell the players without a scorecard. Wait till her brother and the cheer squad pile in here. You'll never be able to tell who anyone is."She took off, then came back with four toothbrushes and a small tube of Ipana. Sam and I piled into the bathroom and brushed away the night's crud.We took the elevator up to intensive care. I saw. Tom and I exchanged glances as we watched her crawl up the rock, her bare ass cheeks shining from the water. Karine and I had a similar moment floating together and watching the water cascade down Tom's naked body and off the tip of his cock as he stood to jump back in from the rock. I actually heard her say "Ooh lala..." How French is that?! Karine had no problem coming up to me or Tom and hugging on to stay afloat as we all trod water, legs entwined, occasionally wrapped, our bare chests. Alfonse redoubles his efforts, gasping her close. Rasping, his broad arms encircle her shoulders in an entreaty, 'Fuck Me' his eyes implore, within them the golden flecks are burning.She shuffles her hips, ensuring when she slides home, she is in control. He's so strong, crafty, and needful that her upper-hand lasts only a few, short strokes. Beneath her, his great body musters it's energies. He holds her gaze intently as his pole rubs within her, taking amazing aim. His thrusts remain shallow..