Standing on tiptoe in my high-heeled boots, I could just get my butt upover the doorknob. I shifted my legs around it, blushing at how sillymust look ...- like a horny broad fucking doorknob!But it worked. I felt the handle turn under my shapely buns and the doorsprang open, dumping me inside on the floor!So then all I had to do was crawl oil my knees (my arms were still toonumb to be of use, even for crawling with) back to the door, gather upmy clothes and valuables in my mouth and tug them back. She feels his weight shift. He is no longer on the bed. What next, she thinks. She hears the rustle of clothes. He must be taking off the last of his clothes...no, that sliding is the silk lining of his wool coat. The next sound she hears is the front door of her apartment opening and closing. He is gone, with no indication of when or whether he will return.-An audio memory plays its soundtrack to these scenes. It is her own voice, a thousand times in a thousand ways saying "Please, Sir.". I stood in front of Anita, who spread her legs and wrapped them around my body, as I assume Tina told her to. I laid my hard cock on top of her soft round belly and took a hold of those enormous breasts. I massaged them and pinched her nipples. She laid her head to the side, closed her eyes and moaned while Tina kept the camera pointed at her beautiful body. I leaned forward and put one of her large nipples in my mouth. Anita moaned loudly for the camera as I put my teeth on her nipple. I. She lay there on the bed with her legs spread wide and her pussy all wet and glistening. As her breathing slowed I started to crawl up between her legs ready to slide into to her and feel her wetness and warmth. She put her hand on my head and pushed me back and she said "not yet". As I backed down she swung her right leg over my head and once on her stomach she pulled her knees up under her until her butt was in the air. She said "I want another one form this side." as her hand moved under her.