I dared not think what would happen if I had to move out of the house. He sensed my resignation. “What’s your decision?”“What do you want?” ... gave him a resigned look. His lips spread in a leering smile. “Still pretending… bitch.” He pushed me back on the bed. He reached his hand between my legs. I felt his hand groping between my thighs, roaming over my pussy. He fumbled to locate the cord of my salwar (a traditional loose pant like dress worn by women) and when he found it, he undid it. He. “Hello, gorgeous,” he said, letting his fingers roam over her supple flanks, enjoying the feel of her silky-soft skin.She was about to reply when Dana’s hand encircled his cock and nuzzled the head against her girlfriend’s sopping-wet pussy. Rachel let out a soft feminine moan of arousal, her eyelashes fluttering at the intimate contact.Dana leaned around the brunette to smile at John. “Okay, now push inside, but don’t go in too deep! Stop before you go into her womb ... okay?”John’s hands. She turned slightly and cocked one leg. Then she turned away from him and looked at him over her shoulder.He couldn’t believe his good fortune. He walked closer to her and said “Hi. I hope you don’t mind. You are just so lovely that I couldn’t resist taking your picture.”She giggled a little and said “Not at all. I always wanted to be a model. How do you want me to pose?”He started to tell her different poses he wanted her to assume. He really had no idea what he was doing, he just knew he had. I reached down and grabbed my dildo, pumped it slowly a few times and then pulled it out of my asshole. I continued pumping my pussy and he moved a little closer. I pulled it out of my pussy and brought it up to my lips. I swirled my tongue around the head and licked up and down the shaft. He stepped into my cubicle with his cock still in hand. I motioned for him to move over by the window. I got up, walked right up to him and grabbed hold of his cock. I smiled and dropped to my knees.I licked.