Then she pulled me toward her and guided my very hard cock inside her. The effect was immediate. "Yes, Frank, that's what I want. Oooh, just like that... baby! I'm cumming already! Make me cum some more, sweetie!" The sound of her voice as she came was stimulating, to say the least. I had to be careful not to cum, although the urge to do so was incredible. This sexy woman was having multiple orgasms and moaning her approval, so it was only natural that I give in to it and cum, but I couldn't. On a bench right in front of him he could see a guy sitting, jeans around his ankles as a skinny brunette wearing nothing but an opened white shirt was bouncing on him. George was rock hard watching as the girl moaned and groaned while the guy grabbed her waist & sucked & licked her tits. It was then that George realised something, that white shirt had writing on it, was it, yes, yes it was, it was one of Poppy's friends that George had been wanking over earlier. George wanted a better look. He. Then her pussy appeared in vivid close-up. Apparently Phil had both of his cameras mounted side by side, one in wide angle the other in telephoto, which he alternated between in the editing. “Will you look at that beautiful work of art”? He said to the camera gesturing with a nod of his head toward Kate’s pussy. “Phil! Don’t,” Katie exclaimed trying to pull her legs together in vain against Phil’s effort. “Relax, just for a second, I just want you to take a good look at what a beautiful thing. Your tongue licks up and down the bottom of his hardness. You can hear your husband moan with pleasure. You can also feel him tremble with your continued assault on his hardness. You wish your hands were not tied so that you could take him in your hands. You also crave the removal of your blindfold so that you can see the effect that your body and manipulations are having on him. Your sight would also allow you to identify that strange clicking sound. His hardness disappears from your mouth..