Once in the bedroom, I unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor, and proving she had been telling the truth about not wearing panties. I cuddl...d close to her nakedness, enjoying the smooth silkiness of her shoulder against my cheek, and running my hand from the perfect, firm tits, down and around to squeeze her flawless arse. As my leg slipped between her thighs I could feel the warmth of her pussy against my skin. On the other side of her, Jenny was also caressing that beautiful. "Richie could not speak without yelling. He bit back his next response, shaking with the effort."I didn't want to do this, Richie, but I had no choice."Richie forced his eyes to meet hers. He stared until he thought he could see something of his real mother in them. For once he did not have to convince himself that his real mother would never have done such a thing. Sandra had never begrudged him anything concerning his father, even when all he had were memories.He saw something shimmer in her. ”Harold’s other friend got up from his seat then and approached them. For the first time I realized that he was holding a movie camera and was recording everything. He came in for some close-ups now and while he filmed the old man and the man who was pulling on Jenny’s nipples and licking her face turned up the torment even more. As I watched I suddenly realized that I had tears in my eyes as well. I felt so guilty because of the fantasies that I had enjoyed about watching Jenny with other men.. Can you guess how old I am?Please... call me, NadineThe picture was nothing like I had imagined from hearing her voice. Instead of a petite blond with a timid smile, Miss Spencer was a knock-out. Was this really her? Wanting to hear her voice again, I dialed her office number."Mr. Crumbly, this is highly irregular," she said in a hushed voice."Is that really you or did you send me a picture of a model?" That's really me. Some people think I'm big boned," she ended the sentence with a girlish.