I bent my knees a little and I stroked my thighs with one hand and my tits with other. I could feel my pussy getting wetter by every thought.I started...stroking my clit through the bikini. I was moving slowly up and down until I felt the need to feel the skin. I put a finger in my mouth then slipped it in the bikini. It felt great when my wet finger touched my clit. I imagined that it was his tongue, teasing me, moving up and down and then getting in my hole. I rubbed it until I almost came. I. I spent an hour getting the lighting set up in the basement studio. Then I heard the clicking of heels as Mom came down the stairs. I had her stop halfway down the steps while I ran up and put the light-meter near her face and took a reading. I put the meter next to her chest and took a reading there. I then asked her to lift up her dress.She was wearing a white garter belt with white panties that tightly hugged her ass. Her stockings were brown and fully fashioned with seams. As usual they. He stood and came to face us.“You know, there is no official church or state sponsored unions that include three or more people,” he said. “It’s too bad. I know you don’t have strong faith or a church background, Tony. I don’t know your backgrounds at all,” he said, looking at Lissa and then Melody. They didn’t volunteer any information. He took each of our hands together in his. “Well, just know this. God blesses love and when you love one another, God is there. May God under any guise that. Finally, I allowed myself to tip over into orgasm and I cried out in ecstasy and doubled up as the semen pulsed out of me and landed in warm spurts on my legs and tummy. Instead of wiping up the spilled semen I rubbed it on my skin and let it dry so I would wake up with the strong smell of my own spunk ij the bed.On Saturday afternoon I went round to Alan's again and after a brief chat we both went into his back room where he had left out the porno magazines. I told him I'd been doing it a lot.