“It’s not funny enough to make the explanation worth your time.”“As you wish. She gave me permission to tell you everything once you were here... so I will be breaking no confidences. My role is to capture whatever she decides to reveal, offering artistic advice when warranted, but otherwise letting her direct the flow of the shoot. In this vein, I suspect she may once again do more than pose.”“I remember. But I’m sure you’re used to that as well.”“Obviously, I cannot answer your question, but I. Chloe bent her head down and worked at his heavy balls with her talented tongue and pink, pouty lips, bathing them in her warm saliva. “Any nuts?” she asked, still completely serious. She removed her head from his groin but continued pulling on his shaft.“What?” Tony exclaimed.Chloe reached one of her small hands below his shaft and began massaging Tony’s cum filled sack. “Nuts. Are there any nuts in my cookies?” she asked sternly, her voice had the tone of an adult talking to a confused. "Maybe a walk will do me good," he thought as he moved down the steps and out onto the sidewalk.He headed down the street past where Colleen lived, and noticed a flickering of lights in the bedroom of her home.Entering the yard, Steve moved around the edge of the house to gain a view into Paul and Colleen’s bedroom. As he looked through the gauzy curtains, his heart almost stopped. Colleen was straddling her husband. He could see her muscled ass tighten and relax as she slowly rode Paul’s. Needless to say, poor Pippa, lost in the gorgeous memory of fucking me quite senseless with the unnecessarily huge Mr Shaft, was a little beside herself when Jimmy sneaked into their house and caught her in flagrante, head lost in the pillows, thighs splayed, hips thrusting spastically as her floppy eared, vibrating friend tended to her cum splattered pussy. Oh, and if I remember correctly, which I am quite certain I do, Pippa isn’t exactly the quietest little pleasure seeker there has ever.