Remember it will all be pseudo poses, as in simulated.”Leroy came back in with a faint smile on his face, pride! Oh so Erica thought.“He’s all m...ne girl!” he announced, “now let’s get you at your best for the camera, get it washed then I will get you to rise to the event!”To Erica’s raised eyebrow he said, “I won’t stick nothing in my mouth unless its freshly cleaned..”“While we are waiting lets get a few more shots of you Erica, let your hands be those of your lovers, caress yourself, tease. .. first I want to see you look at me down there. I want you to look at me all juicy and hot, just ready for you to suck!" She spread her legs wide, arching her back into the covers and hitching her legs directly under his astonished face. "It's just waiting for your wet tongue, Captain Happy. Go on and lick it! Please lick it!"Prudence blushed to hear her own audacity, not with her husband, with whom she would never dare be so utterly and unabashedly obscene, but with the man who held her. .f*ck Trisha. Matt was ready and started to thrust his hips as she coninued her teazing. Matt felt his raging member making a tent in his shorts had kept thrusting. He couldnt help it he was getting teased and he thought he would make he best of it. Trisha soon slowed down and started breathing heavily. It turned Matt on so much that he thrust even harder. Matt knew what was next he'd felt it many times. That really good feeling that starts at your balls and flows to you d*ck. He felt himself. "Miss Grace will see you. May I take your hat and coat?" Thank you," he took it off and handed it too her.The maid hung it up in the foyer then led him to Grace Wheaters. He noticed how attractive the young woman was. She had a heavy Swedish accent with blonde hair and blue eyes. Even in her uniform maid's costume, he managed to notice her lush body.He found Grace sitting in a chair, her hands in her lap and a cold expression to her face. The look on her told him that he was not very welcome..