Cocking my head to one side, I contemplate for a moment; the problem is your belt you see. It buckle looks challenging. You seem to feel my hesitance,...and for the first time you move your hands to help. You undo your buckle, unthreading the belt from the loops in your trousers. “Keep this somewhere close for later.” Shit, your voice is so strong, so solid, unlike the men around my life. After you lay the thick smooth leather into my waiting hands, you just let your hands fall back down to your. I picked her up and with one quick motion slid her down onto my hard cock. She let out a moan and wrapped her legs around me. I walked over to the bed and laid her down and started fucking her deep and hard. We fucked in every position we could think of. We had been fucking for about an hour and we had been making so much noise we didn’t hear the door open and close. I heard a “oh my god” come from the other side of the room and spun around expecting to see my dad. When I spun around instead. Once you went inside and they waved me off in to the night Eric told you what he and Laura wanted you to do for them. They explained the kind of shots they wanted, and when there should be close-ups, etc. Since you couldn't edit the tape, you would have to shoot it straight through. Eric gave you an outline of ideas, which you took onboard to remember as the night went on, and then they thanked you with several big glasses of wine for being such a good friend. You all relaxed and drank as you. She smiled and said, “You horny old man.” I smacked her ass playfully before Greg got back with our drinks. We stood awkwardly for a few minutes sipping our beers before he apologized and asked us to sit down. I laughed and headed toward what was obviously a very loved recliner facing a huge flatscreen television. Greg was taken aback and looked liked the lost puppy Robin mentioned at the bar. She winked at me, grabbed his arm and led him to the couch.Some random basketball game caught my.