'Or hypocritical wankers,' muttered Harvey.The phone rang and we took a break as Harvey shooed us out of the room. Gaspard walked me out to the recept...on area just as the other Mister Harvey, the lingeriste, laden with garments, was entering the wardrobe department. The Miss Mistry introduced me.'Here's the other Mister Harvey.' Gaspard excused himself and, walking out through the door, lit a cigarette.The lingeriste peered over his bundle of silks and satins at me. 'I've heard so much about. Its cold and she’s got the bedding. She’s small and curled up, breathing softly. Your back is hurting you, you need to stretch out. You’re looking at her in the rear view mirror. You’re considering getting in the back and laying down, at least to stretch out. Fuck it, you think, and you do. Its good to stretch out. Trouble is, your jeans are annoying you, your belt digging in your hips as you lay on your side. So you stand up, and quietly take them off. It feels good having them off and you. His cock flopped out, bringing with it large amounts of mixed cream. He leaned over Julie's kneeling, spent body and fondled her swinging full tits. I stood at the back of them, watching his fat soft cock swinging behind my wife's red cum-filled pussy. He looked like a horse from the rear and he made fucking motions with his hips while squeezing her tits and nipples. His long flaccid tube flopped from side to side, smearing cum on her inner thighs.Julie simply knelt quietly under him, breathing. ” She gasped, feeling slightly guilty at even whispering his name. This wasn’t nearly enough to satiate her so she took both hands and spread her pussy lips to allow the water direct contact to her clit and inner lips, gasping and moaning with the intensity of the contact. She imagined Ethan’s tongue lapping at her pussy as she did this. “Mmmm… lick my pussy Ethan… that feels so good.”, she whined.She moved one hand to her small chest and began playing with her left nipple as she inserted a.