Moaning and groaning, and Cheryl encouraging him, he shoots his load on her lovely face. She does this twice more as she works her way up the other si...e of the theater, getting two more loads on her face and tits.Cheryl then moves to a black guy seated near the back of the far set of seats, She chats with him for a minute or two, then rises, leans over the seats in front of her and he stands, pulls his black meat from his pants and shoves it in her cunt in one smooth motion. He is fucking my. Of course, I intended to go there myself soon enough, but that’s another matter, isn’t it? True story, babe, but aren’t you glad that I did that?” Tamara spoke breathlessly as she joined Gracie on her knees and slurped on my cock as if it were a Popsicle or something.“Very ... glad,” I groaned, feeling both women’s tongues on my prick as they serviced me without any embarrassment or shame.“Mmmmm ... looks even yummier than the popcorn,” Connie remarked as she fished out Jasper’s cock and began. Taking all the pleasure of that swollen phallus with his myriad of nerve endings. The man above took charge and thrust back and forth more urgently now, gaining momentum with each stroke, and as with each of those strokes rose a moan of pleasure from the mouth of the other. Entangled in the air with this clapped the sound of a double slap, as with each thrust the tanned man’s upper thighs hit those white smooth buttocks, followed by his low slung balls slapping against the others perineum.. It was just another sex tape. Except for Phillip. It is odd to see a man I know and admire, Mindy’s father, Rebecca’s husband, doing the nasty. It’s so ... I don’t know, out of context.I would start my investigation in Boston. Cassandra Sanders. She wouldn’t like that. Too bad. No, New York first. The scene of the crime.For the only time in my life, I had, literally, an unlimited expense account. Business Class, I thought. As befits my status -- working for a New York hedge fund. And, perhaps,.