" Fine. I'll give her a hug, then I'll kill her." We both chuckled and returned to talking about our companions."Wynne isn't stupid, so if she doesn't...know, she will in five minutes, even if we tried to hide it."I nodded. "Agreed. And the rest aren't going to care one way or the other." So we just ... tell everyone?" Nah. We just act like nothing happened, like we've been together forever, and act stupid if anyone draws attention to it."He grinned. "Sounds like fun. But ... do we have to go. I collapse on top of her burying my face in her tits. As I lie there I hear a noise behind me and looking round I see you, dressed in sheer pantyhose, camera in hand and rock hard cock bulging the front of the pantyhose, filming us. Moving to the bed you hand the camera to me and take my place between your girlfriends legs and begin licking my cum from her cunt, making her cum again. Then you move up and kneeling astride her chest you pull your cock out of your pantyhose and put it between her. “Bruiser,” Brent answered with a laugh.“For real?” Emma asked, looking up.“For real,” he answered. “I’m a big fan of irony.”“Well, then ‘Hello, Bruiser’,” she said rubbing his back. He turned away from Sasha’s butt to pant at her and wag.“So, you say you do this professionally?” Brent asked. Emma stood back up and Bruiser resumed getting to know the pretty Frenchie.“Yes, I do dog walking and pet sitting.” She dug around in her pocket and pulled out a slightly crumpled business card.Emma Russell. We loved eachother deeply, and it helped that each of us was like a magnet for the other. We were looking at eachother, but our arms were still held around eachother in a romantic embrace. She giggled softly and glanced down at my crotch, before leaning in and whispering in my ear.“Looks like someone wants to come out and play”, she whispered before taking another glance.“Sorry. I guess I have a few particular things in mind tonight and he got the memo”, I said as I.