Your tongue swirls around mine. I draw breath, and the smell of your perfume ignites the fuse. I grab your shoulders, pushing you against the hall wal..., kissing you harder. My hands are now on your hips, quickly moving upwards under your blouse; your skin is so soft and smooth. With one hand, I find your right nipple and twist it a little between my thumb and fore finger. You let out a sigh as it hardens in my fingers. My other hand draws you closer. I can feel the heat from your body as your. "Just let it go" as her hand moved slowly up and down his shaft. The cameramen had switched to hand held cameras and had been instructed quietly to record the action. They zoomed in on Holly's beautiful hand as she slowly pulled back the gasping model's foreskin, exposing his now purple shiny helmet. She moved her hand faster and he groaned as his legs began to shake. "Mmmm, you like that" she asked as she made perfect rhythm on his cock. His answer was a low moan which instantly became a. “You haven’t changed since our wedding night.”Jean lightly laughed as she gracefully walked towards the other side of the bed. “I don’t know about that. It was a long time and three k**s ago, but thank you.”I rolled off the bed and quickly discarded my clothes. I stood there fully erect.Jean pulled back the covers, climbed into bed and slid over to my side the bed where I still stood. Reaching up, she softly touched my ramrod straight penis and looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes. "To..." She looked at me as if I was to finish it, but I didn't know what to drink to. "Another lonely night," I said as we both started to laugh a little. I couldn't help but notice the dress she was wearing. It was so sexy and her cleavage was tormenting me. Every time I caught myself looking at it I would take a long sip from my beer. We talked about stupid things: how shitty our nights were, our failed love lives, and she mentioned college but I was in no mood to talk about that. She walked.