She whimpered as her firm button pressed against his pubic bone, and he relaxed, now confident he could maintain control for as long as necessary.The ...oman astride him leaned down to press an ardent kiss to his lips, and he cupped her nape, holding her in place so he could plunder her mouth properly. He couldn’t see her, but he could imagine her there, riding him, her hair bouncing in her face and her eyes closed in ecstasy. He slid one hand up from her hip to cup a small breast, his thumb. Alex was about 5'6 and around 130 lbs. He had green eyes and reddish hair he would comb it to the right in the front I used to make him mad by calling him little Justin Bieber. This k** was so beautiful and he didn't have to work on it . It came natural to him but he didn't brag about it . Alex didn't have a steady G/F he told me many times he did not want tied down. With that body I could see why ! On July of 2017 on a weekend Alex came over to drink beer and watch a NASCAR race. I was sitting. I could just confront Marisa about everything that has been going on. A part of me though got off at the idea since we always used to fantasize about it in bed. I thought I would wait to talk to her about it until after I got back home and wanted to have something to show her in case she lied about what she had been doing.Before going home I went straight to the store to pick up two web cams for our main desk top computer in our living room and my laptop that I usually kept in our bedroom.. "Uhhh, could I pick the cob I want?", I asked."Oh, sure, sorry, they were all picked just this morning." Here, I want to show you the one I want", as I raised the camera into view. She looked at me quizically, then at the screen. I moved up behind her, held the camera in front of her and pushed play. Her image appeared on the screen, writhing, humping the corn cob, moaning estatically. She froze, first flushing with embarrassment, then all the color draining from her face as she watched her.