As her trunks dropped, a large, veined 9" cock came into view. It was hard and stood at attention. My wife purred with pleasure as she started to blow...the cock. She kept moaning as Jasmine started fucking her face.I could only watch these events in amazement. My wife had always been averse to the idea of blowjobs and had shot me down every time I had suggested it. Yet here she was, gagging on Jasmine's big cock. She had most of it in her mouth and was touching herself as Jasmine held her hair. “It’s okay, take your time.” “I’m so sorry… I… I masturbated.” Pippa screwed her eyes shut. Mrs. Dupree didn’t give any reaction or answer. The teacups had been placed on a tray along with two small plates and knives. Pippa held the doors open as Mrs. Dupree carried the tray through to the lounge. Sophie looked up at Pippa as if to ask her how it went and Pippa shrugged her shoulders. Mrs. Dupree waited for a pause in the conversation and turned to the group. “Would you mind excusing me for ten. She movedwith the grace of a dancer and with the grind of a stripper. I new I was getting hard just watching them, but I didn’tcare. After about 15 minutes, Julie finished and took the money fromher customer. She walked over to the door and flipped the OPEN signto CLOSED. She walked around the desk and then looked at me. “Ready?” she asked with a smile. “Y..Yes,” I stammered. I was still hard and now I had to standup. What would I do? She walked over to her chair. Paul stopped for a moment so they could put on their masks, and he could start broadcasting on the webcam site. They resumed touching each other and watched the requests roll in. Viewers could purchase credits and give them to the broadcasters. Many of the people on the site demanded payment for what they did, but Paul and Sandy didn’t care. They were happy to grant the viewer’s requests without asking for anything.Tammy sat on her bed with her tee-shirt on her lap as she watched her.