The video cam was recording Wesley's puddled sperm in my pussy.Diamond asked me to keep playing around the opening with my fingers while Wesley's sper... slowly dripped onto the bed sheet. My pussy was so stretched out that it just gaped open from having Wesley inside me. Wesley was laying next to me and began massaging my belly. I reached out to hold his semi-limp cock in my hand.Diamond kept zooming in on my pussy with her camera, as I stroked Wesley's cock. Wesley was getting his erection back. She had grown larger. She lowered her arms and her hands moved across the swell of her breasts. She revealed her dark and perfectly positioned nipples. They grew with the touch of her fingers brushing across them and Missy and the other in the mirror lingered there, touching lightly. This sensation sent shivers down her spine ending in her sex. Her dark nipples grew hard like pits in a peach and she brushed fingers around them slowly.Missy giggled at the other thinking that she was so fucking. "How does it feel?" The slow progress and my imagination kept my cock rigid."Like I've been stuffed. Like a cramp but a good one." Can I get on top?" I asked.Inga lifted off and we swapped positions."Open your legs," I requested.Inga did as directed. I squirmed my cock forward. It couldn't have been classified as a stroke. She tightened and moaned, her body shaking. I repeated the withdrawal and reentry, but no further than with her on top. This time the muscle clenching was accompanied by a. Since then, half the women I’d been with seemed to want to latch onto me, but the curse of my fame and fortune was that I could never be sure that they weren’t just after my money. That left my father, but I doubted that even my mom had actually known who he was. If she had, the secret had died with her. As the once-a-day puddle jumper turned onto it’s downwind leg before landing, I noted wistfully the beautiful private jet parked at the charter terminal. That was exactly how most of my peers.