To be used by me from time to time. Mmmm….. You don’t know it yet, but this is one of those mornings. Reaching for the baby oil on the night s...and, I drizzle a little bit over myself. The cold drops hitting the tip, and flowing down between my fingers, and to the base of my shaft as I tighten, and then loosen my grip on myself. You still in the kitchen believing that I’m fast asleep. Cooking away at the stove in nothing but your thong, and apron. You’re still tingling and slightly wet from. Dirty bitches. Allison was commando, her pussy was practically dripping. She was sizing up Big D. He came across as a nice guy but again had a reputation. Kathy had some red number on. Charlie and a few of cameramen caught me doing it and laughed. Steve, the big cameraman, came over. He was saying, whilst laughing, that I better be leaving those bitches alone and his kinky plan was to cover them in his spunk, whilst their husbands are not around. “I will leave you Dale with the Queen; it was. She was around 5'-4" tall with a perfectly proportioned body. Her breasts were possibly a little on the large side, but they had almost no sag. By the mere fact that this was Imperial Rome, I knew that they had to be natural, since there were no plastic surgeons around in this era specializing in boob jobs.She was wearing no jewelry, and she didn't need any. Any man would look only at her body and ignore any jewelry, anyway, so such stuff would have been a waste of time. She was barefoot, and. She was a web writer too. That's how we had met on the web. I admired her work and she lied and said she liked mine. I asked her what she currently had in the works for her next story. I liked the ideas, but couldn't help throwing some ideas at her on how to 'dress-up' the love scenes.Yeah, like I had better ideas than hers!Anyway, what we ended up doing was pouring a brandy per each from the bar. Sipping out of those great balloon glasses and trying to out-eroticize one another was fun. From.