She got up and left her, then returned and made her arch to slide a towel under her ass! God... For a full five minutes Sadie kissed and gently stroke... her. Yasmin was finding it hard to keep still. Sadie felt so affectionate, though obviously she wasn’t really or she wouldn’t be molesting her. But the kisses and strokes and the warm, soft skin felt like affection, anyway. And when the sensual fingers brought her clit out and rubbed juice over it Yasmin couldn’t help gasping and even giving a. However, he insisted that his wife and friend watch the proceedings to keep him under some control and to film all. He also wanted me to sign a waver/contract that would let his team do what they wanted to my cock except remove it. Made me horny just thinking about signing it and giving them free reign for unlimited cock torture. He’d done this a few times and sold the tapes at a handsome profit. My mind raced. Hundreds, maybe even thousands of complete strangers being able to see MY COCK being. “Damn!” he exclaimed as he took a step back. “This bitch is wet!”I grimaced a little at that because I knew Annie didn’t like the word “bitch.” But under these unusual circumstances, it seemed to work for her. She laughed and shifted her feet to spread her legs farther apart.As guy two started to undress, guy one dragged Annie up onto the table. He kept ahold of her wrists as she stretched her naked body out on the green felt and spread herself wide.“Mmmm, yes!” guy two said as his pants hit. "I finished with the den about an hour later. "You done?" Melanie called out. "Yes, Melanie," I replied. "Let me show you a trick for dusting," she said, walking over to me and taking the duster out of my hand. "Watch me." She bent over to demonstrate her technique on the now-clean table, but I wasn't paying attention to that. As she bent over, she gave me a nice view of her ass. She wasn't wearing any panties, and I could see her pussy. I felt my dick stir to life.She straightened up and.