I was worried and feeling bad on me to proposing this idea as it made you cry.”He immediately interrupted, “No way, please don’t feel like that....I am enjoying acting with you though there are some comfortless and hesitance. But not to the level of feeling guilty. Please don’t ever feel bad about this. My crying is emotional and different one.I pulled my saree pallu and gently wiped his tears, teasing him to make the situation normal to continue the shoot.Me: “See you have cried like a baby.. I stroked it for a few minutes and then helped him pull his pants to his knees, as I leaned over and grabbed it with my hand he put his hand on my head and guided my mouth to he cock, I slowly began sucking on the head swirling my tongue around the head, he moaned and I knew I was doing good. I started taking in more and more and I felt the head hit the back of my throat I sucked harder and then slid off slowly then i just started sucking it like it was the last one on earth, he was breathing. While dressing Angel, Tom had scurried about to and frotrying to make sure everything would fit and be snugbut safe and comfortable at the same time.Once in the car his attitude had shifted, and Angel hadenjoyed how he had her lean the car seat back and puther feet apart on the floor and let her skirt slip backto her waist from the air coming through the windows. She could feel her vaginal walls pulse from being heldopen but with nothing but cool air touching her depths.The rubber cooled. She felt out of control. Her orgasm was building. Vic sensed that, and he reached up and rubbed her sensitive nipples. That sent Jen over the edge. Her back arched from her orgasm, and she had to bite her hand to keep from crying out.Jen leaned against the dresser, trying to catch her breath. Vic admired the blonde beauty, running his hands over her silky legs. After a few moments, Jen pushed away from Vic. She pulled up her skirt and panties, snapped her bra and buttoned her blouse, and then.