Coach H and I started to fondle each other. Once I was fully erect Coach H reached over and picked up the handheld camera. He pointed it at my cock ...hen rolled me over and pointed it at my ass. Coach H rolled me back onto my back. He started to suck on my dick. After several minutes he rolled around so his cock was near my face and his face was still near my cock. We sucked each other’s cocks for several minutes before Coach H sat up and motioned for me to get on my hands and knees. Coach. She shouted loudly too when he pushed his hands underneath her and into her bikini bra and massaged her breasts and played with her hard nipples. A little later and after more firm massaging, she tensed and murmured in delight when he undid her bikini top and pulled it down below her breasts. The eroticism of the resistance her hard nipples put up to this stripping gave her pussy a strong buzz. His fingers slipped under her again, pressed against her breasts, and oiled her nipples. She threw. I was puzzled, but interested, too. This seemed so unlike him. This change in Joey emboldened me, and I began to be a little more overt, just to see what happened. I began deliberately to parade my body, transparently expressing my sexuality in the most obvious manner. The more obvious I became, the more excited Joey became. And so did I. For the next month or so, every time we’d go somewhere, at Joey’s implicit suggestion, I’d dress in some similar fashion. He never asked outright, he was. He would take her from behind. She bent forward and as she did so, she felt her master fingers opening her pussy lips. He slipped two fingers inside to find her the head of her turd was half an inch inside her. He thought of its thick length reaching upwards into the depths of her cunt. His cock was rock hard and ready to force its way into his slave's shit-filled cunt.He would see how well the heat of her pussy had soften her shit when he saw how much of it oozed from her cunt as the pressure.