“Could you turn that fucking thing off?” the man says and pushes his hand against the cell phone. The camera guy dashes away and everything become... momentarily blurry until he backs in to safe dark corner near the DJs computer and continues to record everything.The girl giving the blowjob gives up easily. She sits up and says that this is fucked up. She didn’t ask to have her picture taken and she’s “going to fucking sue you guys.” Who she’s referring to is unclear. She puts on her clothes. And---this is all OK,becuase its what THEY want,and they DO have a right to meet others LIKE them.But,more often than not,they are getting much actuion,inspite of the fact that they are the "Ken and Barbie" couple.The playing filed is narrowed down to the very select few,if not the "elite," for this couple.My wife once told a man in a couple that,this is "not about holding a wine glass,while quoting Shakespeare on your boat, while we "make love" and I cant tell, or DONT CARE if youre Nuclear. I would call my Mom and ask her if it was alright if the girls stayed with her this weekend. Smiling to myself, I went to sleep. The next morning I noticed that dear old hubby was absent. He left me a note on the table saying that he would call in the morning and would be home Monday evening. I called my Mom. “Hey, Mom! How are you?” I asked, when she picked up. “Fine, honey. What you been up to?” she replied. We chatted for a bit and made plans for the girls to come over that evening. Mom was. He became slower but in the process. My hand touched his dick 3-4 times. He made me already wet by these long sessions of playing with my boobs and such. I grabbed his dick now, measured with my hand and understood how big scream will come out of my mouth when it will go inside of me.And at the very moment, Salim came and started kissing and licking my back. He grabbed my naked boobs and his dick was touching at my ass. Rafiq had both hands on my ass. He was pressing them so hard. As this was.