I can't remember if I ever yelled or raised my voice to her. I reached down and got my briefcase. I put it on top of the table and opened it up. I rea...hed inside and grabbed a large envelope. I dropped it on the table spilling out some of the pictures and a disk of the pictures I took ... She had a stunned look on her face, as she saw the pictures.DeeI was stunned that David would yell at me. I watched as he tossed an envelope on the table and some pictures spilled out. OMG it is those filthy. She sunk down, her back riding against the wall as she crouched at his crotch. She reached up and began to undo his button and zip. She saw him help by lifting his shirt and holding it up, keeping it away from her face. Once free, she took hold of his member in her hand and brought her mouth greedily over his helmet. Again, she took him deep.She then found her free hand was down and rubbing her pussy through the thong. She continued to suck him. Still holding his shirt up, she felt his free. ”“I’ll be right there.”Ms. E greets MK online in her birthday suit. She takes him from the bedroom into her bathroom. He watches as Ms. E sits down on the toilet to pee. MK hears her urine splash into the toilet water, sees her sleepy eyes struggle to adjust to her waking state, her breasts extend forward, her hips surround the seat, her thighs slightly parted so she can wipe herself clean.“You like that don’t you MK?” Her first post-nap smile lights up the yellow bathroom walls.“You know I do,. Understandable, I hope, since she was the only hot lady around and I was slowly getting acquainted with my sexuality. Beena was married, but was staying away from her husband (also a tribal) who was a drunkard; after constant fights over his drinking habit she had decided to leave him as he would often become violent with her whenever he was in an inebriated state.So anyways, when I started kissing her whenever we were alone in the house, Beena just smiled and didn’t say anything. Gradually, it.