She pulled her hands free; looking him on the eye as she reached for him. It was her choice now; it was her decision. He could have whipped it off an... been inside her by now. She couldn’t have stopped him; not that she would have protested anyway, but this was her choice; her decision. She held on to his manhood; her handcuffs dangling from one of her wrists as she made her decision. Her fingers reached for the bottom of the condom and began pulling back the rolled end. It was difficult. She. "They both looked at each other contentedly, each casting their minds back to last night."Do you really have to go?" asked Fay with a hint of sadness.Tanya nodded still chewing through the Danish."Yes, my flight leaves at 4 P.M. for San Fran.. My driver should be here at noon."Jack wrapped a plump white towel around his midriff, the soft graze of the towel and just the merest suggestive thought of remembering what Tanya's pussy looked like was enough."Oh for fuck's sake!" cried Jack from the. Or anything like that. I know how to load an app on your phone that will disguise my voice and I know it will be even more stimulating if he hears you talking while we do this . . . so let’s get going. I think if we do it in less than 10 minutes, the file will save with no problem. Let me whisper in your ear what you could say to start this video off.” She came closer and listened to the horny man’s suggestion. She immediately buttoned up her thin blouse and sat on the edge of the bed, once. “Why didn’t you come to my room last night.” “What? Why would I have?” she replied, quizzically. “Well, errr, I thought we’d do, you know, what we did last time you were here.” She looked almost mystified, as if she had absolutely no idea of what I was talking about, but then I noticed a flushed look about her, a look of embarrassment, as her eyes fell downward into the bowl of cereal she’d been eating. “Oh, that,” she whispered in a lost voice. “Listen, we should never have done that. It.