I don’t know why I did it, but I asked him to get my digital camera and take some pictures of my cum filled asshole. Then I got up onto my hands and...knees again and looked back between my legs to see his cum running down my legs from my ass. The look on Rob’s face was priceless! He first had a funny look on his face then he smiled and got up to get my camera from my camera bag beside our dresser. “Take some good close ups, I want to see your cum leaking from my asshole into my pussy,” I said as. "Hi Mum, got your message," he said, smiling."So I see," his Mum smiled in return. "Robert, this is the lady we werechatting to you about the other day."Stepping further into the room Samantha was standing behind her dressedto go into the town, wearing a short knee length pleated mauve skirt,matching loose top and, over her arm, a double-breasted raincoat. Wearingcomfortable inch and half court shoes, she looked as if she was ready todo some retail therapy inside of just going for a replacement. His leg touched mine and for a moment my mind flashed back all those times when they were wrapped around his body. He was good then, very good but also very bad. I blushed, hoping he could not read or guess what was passing through my mind. ‘Well, I’m not much of a wine connoisseur but a good English draft sounds fine to me,’ he said, waving to a waiter. Quickly, a glass of dark beer was delivered sporting a thick head of foam. ‘Learned to like it when I was stationed overseas.’ he said. ‘Took. While she was waiting for the water to boil, she lifted her dress and slid her hand down inside her panties. She was very wet. The feeling of the wet silk cooling on the top of her hand and the heat from her wet pussy felt very good. She slid a finger down across her clit and buried it in her cunt. She leaned back against the wall and lifted her leg to a chair to allow her finger to slide deeper into her. She closed her eyes and imagined him fucking her as her finger slid in and out of her hot.