Wagt es zu tun. Schick mir als Antwort ein Foto von euch zwei nackt auf Lisas Handy.“ Senden.Keine Stunde später klingelte das Handy und als Anhang...war ein Nacktfoto von den beiden, wohl im Garten von einer aufgenommen. Mit Selfie Stange aufgenommen, beide nahtlos gebräunt, mit kleinen Titten einem sportlich trainiertem Body und ganz glatt rasierten Muschis. „Mach bitte keine Dummheiten mit den Bildern, wir machen alles, wie und was du willst!“ Das war ja eine ganz geile Zusage. Also ich am. I stroll over to the bed and bend over in front of you, giving you a clear view of my bare ass. I flip my long dark hair over my shoulder and look back at you. When I stand up, I notice a bulge in your boxers.Back to the drawer. This time, when I drop a lacy pink thong on the bed, you shrug.I disappear back into the closet and emerge in pair of boring white briefs. I giggle as I caper around the room and dance a hysterical jig. You look disappointed, but you laugh at my antics.“You’re so. If you looked closely, you could even see an Adams' apple on his neck. This was ridiculous.A sneering voice came from the doorway: "The one and only Krysti Angel." Harvey was caught off guard, and turned quickly to see the familiar figure of Emily Grant. She was the hot young thing just a few years ago, it seemed to Harvey. She was the biggest selling artist the Cannon Group had. The music was crap, but she sure was a looker. Even if she was too young.Emily had obviously led a fast life, as her. As I got on deck the fresh air seem to clear my head and I was coming around to getting my sea legs as they call it. I had made my way to the center of the deck when I lost my towel and it went flying over board with a gust of wine and the roll of the boat. I reach down with one hand to cover my bald pussy and tried to hold on to the rail on the side of the boat so I would not fall overboard. The only one that I had not fucked of the three was setting in the chair as if waiting for a fish to.