Why did I let him do that? Why did I seem to like it? Did anyone see? Should I just run out of here? Where did he go? Why did he just leave? Was I doi...g something wrong? I found out soon enough because he was only gone about thirty seconds when he walked back in, pulled out his now semi-hard cock, grabbed my head and shoved his cock back in my mouth. When he started fucking my mouth again I noticed he had left to go get his friend who was probably in the theater. I did however get to feel his. Then I saw Cherrys hand come into view as she massaged Jims hard on gently. She reached for the camera and bought it up to level with her tits where I saw Jims face being massaged by the soft round globes as she pushed them into him. She held the camera close as she took one of her tits and moved her nipple across Jims lips. He accepted the pink treat and sucked on it like he had been given a lollipop. Cherry reach down and placed the camera back on the seat of the chair on line with Jims cock. Then slowly I put her on the bed and started kissing her, I kissed her forehead her lips, my hands were moving around her breast pressing it hardly, she was getting hot too. I removed her t shirt, she was wearing a black bra inside, and her milky breasts were waiting to come out of the bra. I unhooked the bra from behind and those two big assets of her were on my face, I started kissing her nipples which were pink in color like rose buds. I sucked them pressed them hard. Reema was moaning with. “You must be Doug! Marcy has had nothing but good things to say about you. I’m Lane Parker, and I work for your sister.” She stuck out her hand and, like Marcy, looked him in the eye and not at his stumps and scars. ‘One point for the lady,’ he thought.“Hi Lane, pleased to meet you. Are you one of her brokers?”“Nope, too much talk, talk, talk and not enough action,” she grinned, and Doug was enchanted. She had a beautiful smile and bright green eyes. “I’m a researcher, kind of a trouble.