The photo was of Joy’s pussy. Joy’s ability to take pictures of herself had steadily gotten better. Many of the earlier photos and videos had been...blurry but this one today was as if I were on my knees, in front of her and only a foot from her pussy. Joy’s salt and pepper colored bush was thick and there was no mistaking the moisture of it. The email she sent along with the photo read:“I hope the weather gets better. I am looking forward to getting a chance to let my kitty play a little.”As I. When she saw Wanda, she asked, "Why don't you take the 206, it would be more comfortable. I know you've got the hours in now and are signed off but on the way by the hangar office, grab Joy, she'll be happy to go with you today."I turned to Betty before we left her office, "Do you have any courier stuff to do?" No, nothing right now," Betty said.I used a tow motor to pull the Bell 206 out of the hangar on its rolling platform, and then began doing a thorough preflight inspection with Joy. He humped and pumped more spunk into my mouth laughing as he did. I swallowed what there was and did my best to stop him ramming his whole cock down my troth. When he pulled out the other two where standing there naked looking down at me laughing, the last one with the thick cock was jerking off grinning at me. He moved over and dropped down behind her with his cock in hand, he pressed it against my lips and demanded I get his cock wet before he fucked my woman. It was too late now so I just. As Sasha rubs the lotion over Emma, she takes her time, making sure that it relaxes Emma and gives her pleasure. She keeps looking at Emma’s lovely pussy and is pleased to see her short mons is again glistening with her juices. When she finishes, she lifts a warm damp towel and tells Emma, “Let me clean you there a little before you dress.”Emma feels Sasha fingers on her slit through the thin warm fabric as she gently cleans the drips from her. Emma enjoys this, and while she is still rather.