On her third thrust the glans of my cock slipped right inside her. I held her there, still for a while as we caught our breath. Then she slid herself ...lowly back onto me, a fraction of an inch at a time. We rested a little while and then I started to thrust a little. Slowly at first. I was ass-fucking Hannah doggy style as she brought Tim's cock back to attention with her tongue. As soon as he was stiff, she handed him a rubber and guided him underneath us. I stopped thrusting momentarily. He stripped off his pants, this time leaving his t-shirt on. "I won't try and tell you how to do it this time. So you play around and have fun with it and I'll just go along for the ride, okay? Or do you want me to tell you to do stuff?" He asked.I thought about it for a moment. I didn't know how I felt about being told what to do, but at the same time I didn't want to feel like the whole experience was on me. "Just tell me if you like what I'm doing," I settled on.He nodded and slid his. "That's up to you", said Peter, "Do you want others to see us yet?", he added.The 'yet' got me worried again. Peter obviously planned at some time that what was currently our secret was going to be made known to others. Did he still have my Mom in mind? I decided to lock the door and having done so asked Peter what he wanted."Oh, nothing special today" he said, "just a little show from you and then we will talk about your Mother". Peter sat in the single chair in the corner of his room, lit a. Between her and the camera, I mean. She really got into it. I tolerated being photographed, and Katrina enjoyed the intimacy of it, but Cheryl ... She was fucking that camera, and I'd known a few models who were into that. The nastier they got, the hotter it was for them and I never knew what it was that had them so turned on by it. Maybe it was the attention, or knowing they were caught forever, or perhaps it was just the idea that thousands of people would see her just like that, lusting and.