She found herself becoming captivated by what she was seeing.Emma had never really noticed Paul before. But as she stood there, riveted by the site in...front of her, she realized that he had a very masculine body. His broad shoulders, and strong hairy chest, with well-defined abs were a pleasure to look at."Damn, Paul's really sexy," she thought.The alarm bells were ringing in Emma's head, telling her just to back quietly down the stairs before she was discovered. But her latent voyeurism, began. I hate painting. I turned around and started to walk away, but he took hold of me and swatted me once on the behind. I half-expected it and turned back to him with a mixture of resignation and gratitude that he was going to help me do something that I needed to do.The house we were living in at the time had been built in the early seventies and the rec-room showed it. Burnt-orange and off-yellow hadn't been in-style in either of our lifetimes. Guests used to comment that the Brady Bunch wanted. She also gave me many pointers onher personal preferences too. Hence, I became anaccomplished cunt sucker for my beloved. It was soexciting for me to be intimate with her in this manner andto get her off in this way, even if my face was smearedfrom the abundant syrupy wetness of her sex.The other thing that pleased me was that Nora’s motherhad also taken me aside and let me know that she tooencouraged me to suck her daughter’s pussy as a way tocompliment or make up for my lack of. We sat down then and opened the computer and connecting to the motel's wifi. We pulled up the pictures site and he logged in, checking his PMs. One person, a new friend, had sent a private picture of his goods. Ted said, "Uh oh, looks young." He replied that he suspected the poster was underaged and said goodbye and blocked him. I said, "I do the same thing." Then he checked his comments, and a previous contact said he liked one of Ted's pics. We took a look at that poster's page, both.