. this?Mike closed his eyes... but suddenly the front door of the house wasflung open..."Dad I'm home I... HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"Stev... quickly moved away from Mike, looking abashed, until he realisedthat he wasn't doing anything wrong... at least technically..."Rob, what the hell? What is wrong with you? This is Mikaela, Mike'saunt, Mike asked her to come round and see you, and we've just been ...getting to know one another" Is that what ... he.... told you?" What's that. We could have moralized, but instead everyone had no compunctions or reservations about hopping into bed or lifting their dresses at the slightest opportunity.Katy and I were observing one of the scenes and she remarked drily that if we did nothing else, we answered one question: what Scots wore under their kilts. None of it was worn. By observation it looked just as good as ever, and the actress who was getting acquainted with it proved she didn't wear anything under her dress. This happy. She stayed down on him, humming to stimulate his cock as she did. She now started up and down more rapidly, each time going all the way down, resting and then up again. I was fingering her wet pussy watching her, eagerly awaiting my turn, if she would give me one. Her eyes met mine and she pulled off of him and let me begin. I liked the shape of his head; it was lovely, smooth and delicate, capping his shaft prominently. I sucked the tip, pulling it into my mouth, tasking the small drips of cum. But you must keep your eye’s shut for you cannot look on me yet”“I’ll try, but I don’t know if I can keep my eyes shut that long,” said Ann.“In that case, so as not to spoil things. I must ask you to put on this blind fold,” said Adam. From behind her and quite out of her vision a blindfold was slipped over her head to cover her eyes.“Where did you get that from?” Exclaimed Ann.“It was in your bedside cabinet and I took the liberty of removing it for you”“How did you know it was there?” Ann.