Both hands flew to her derrière to soothe her abused cheeks. Her shoulders pushed back and her bare breasts pressed through her open blouse. The bare...skin of her fanny had stuck slightly to the leather upholstery of her chair and her rapid rise caused some additional irritation.Teresa observed Michelle's clothing state as well as her emotional state and offered the following advice "Well honey, before we do anything perhaps you should cover up a little." Oh my!" Michelle said as she pulled her. .." said Peter.As she smeared it on, the black material took the colour of flesh,seemingly absorbed into her skin, becoming part of it. For a fewmoments, her face was mostly covered with black, and then it resumedthe visage of a woman.But it was not Camilla's face.Camilla was wearing the face of Mary Jane Watson-Parker.She shook her head, and her brown-haired ponytail fell free as hertresses transformed into fiery red curls. She ran her hands over hertorso, and her waist seemed to shrink as her. .." He moaned and started a slow in and out movement as I thrust forward to meet that hard cock on each insertion.Blake spent some time kissing my mouth and nipples, which by now were almost as erect as the penis's I was looking at. "I want your hard cock in my mouth Blake..." Blake positioned himself beside me, sliding his cock to my lips, as I slowly started to tongue his beautiful uncut instrument. It was so nice watching Clint fuck me and having Blake's hard cock now in my mouth to suck. ’ It took me almost as long as it had taken him to fall back into dreamland, and when I woke up, I had nearly forgotten that he was there until I rolled over and found him in my bed. ‘Lin, wake up!’ I yelled at him. ‘Who?! Wha-?’ I wasn’t buying it, but it was a convincing performance. ‘Your in my bed. You know we can’t do this. You gotta get up.’ ‘I’m just sleeping,’ he protested. His body felt so warm pressed up against mine, I was tempted to let him win. But I knew him and I knew myself. I.