I still wasn't sure if I was on the right track until she reassured me that we were talking about French photography, whatever that was.Two days later...I was driving the 90 minute journey to a phone box on the M5 motorway services where I had been told to phone her for final directions. As instructed I eventually drove through a lodge gatehouse of a Victorian manor house which had been divided into apartments, located their door carrying my video recorder in it's own briefcase type case.. Garnet grumbled to himself as he trudged back to his computer and got backto work.An hour later, Troy called him over again. When he got there, the cat wassitting onTroy's lap again and Troy, once again, had a shit eating grinagain."I got a pussy on my lap," he told him before breaking into a laughingfit."God damn it!" Garnet shouted as he turned back to his computer, "If youcall me over to waste my time again..." He let it hang as he sat back downat his computer."Lighten up Garnet," Troy. Only letting in a little bit of his finger. His other hand rubbing her breast. Her hips gyrate, feeling his hardening cock between her ass cheeks.Jason: You know, I have a special tool that is really good for massaging your special area.Anna: Ha! You mean your thing poking me down there?Jason: You mean this?Jason bucks his hips, pressing his cock against her pussy. They both were tired of pretending. Anna feels his cock through his shorts with her hand. Anna: So you want to massage me with. The pantyhose were opaque, but I had a nice white pair of knickers, so I felt pretty modest as it were, and went into his room where he was normally asleep, and opened the curtains. To my dismay, he was already up and standing there, smoking a cigarette. I saw him naked! He had a flabby body. I saw his penis! It was very short and circumcised, unlike my husband's, but he had a huge pair of balls, the biggest I've ever seen. They were obscenely big. One was bigger than the other, and they hung.