As Brenda lubricated Mike's cock, Gordon sat on his bed watching the curtains across the road, no longer worried that he couldn't see inside. He grinn...d as Brenda nervously passed on the positioning instructions from his email.Mike had always assumed that you did anal sex from behind, but Brenda had insisted that she would lie on her back, with her legs up, knees by her shoulders, so she could watch it going in. She explained that this way he could use the second camera to photograph her face. “I um, I think I’d like that.”Peter smiled, and put his number into my phone as we continued our circuit. It was, I’ll admit, a little strange for me to be in a room full of paintings about which I knew absolutely nothing—and all the more so to be lectured on them by someone my own age. Around the works of the Renaissance, the Impressionists, the Neo-Classicists, Academicists, Naturalists, Post-Impressionists, Expressionists, Realists, Surrealists, Fauvists, Futurists, Orphists, Cubists, or. Transform her twat like you've never done before and make it hurt for days to come. So, prepare yourself, you pretty skank, my husband is gonna pleasure you so much that it'll hurt." "And I'm gonna do that to your pussy too," she let me know before taking my lips into her mouth. "Oh, you're a hussy mixed with a tart with a hint of bitch too," I moaned, placing my hands on her head again. "Suck on those lips for me, Tiffany, and drink every single drop of my juice too." I also felt her moving. The plan was for Cathy to help John produce his sample and then she would bring it to us in the next room. We had planned on doing this on three consecutive nights. Mandy had been to the doctors to have a cap fitted to try and keep the little wigglers in the right place after they were fired up her and we were ready.We waited nervously in the room for Cathy, it seemed like it was an hour later when she came in with a little pot. I was a little embarrassed when she knocked and came in. I was.