Then her eyes jerked away from the stone with such a sudden separation that her head snapped back physically. She had not merely stopped looking at it... she had been thrust away.She found tears in her eyes flowing as freely as the dancing had flowed through her feet, as powerfully as the rage had raced through her mind. The tears fell on the man held in her arms, mixed with the blood on his face, and fell to the surface below. Beneath the two, in the light of the stars, she could see her own. I knelt there and I reached for his cock. I grabbed hold of it and with in a minute it was stiff and hard. I remembered what I thought at the time, that he was so fucking big, I had stopped my crying and I sat there sniffling as I watched. I felt mad, betrayed, hurt and a tiny bit excited watching myself like this. Remembering the mirrored glass and sliding door here at the bride's room I realized that his closet doors must be like that, he had a camera set up behind the mirror and he. ”I stood beside Bobby. Mr. Collins looked us both up and down. I noticed he was more interested in Bobby’s cock than he was in my tits. Mr. Collins sat on the chair where Bobby had been sitting. His pants and underwear were pushed down around his ankles. I had so many thoughts running through my mind as to what would happen next.“Stand closer to me, Mr. Morris.”I could see Bobby shaking as he moved towards Mr. Collins. He reached out and pushed Bobby’s pants and boxers to the floor. His cock. Once again Tedrow heard the door of his apartment openand observed a white faced Gretchen walk toward him.The lovely woman’s body was quivering from her head toher feet. Her markup was fresh, she had slipped on adifferent tailored skirt and blouse and he could seeshe wasn’t wearing a bra. Interesting, did she change before or after meetingwith Brian what’s-his-name? Perhaps she had simply goneto her home, showered, fixed her makeup and brushed herhair and dressed in the.