John appeared, telling them dinner was ready. They followed him back upstairs and sat at the table in the middle of the kitchen. Chris sat across from...John, beside Catherine and Megan sat beside her. Mashed Potatoes, gravy, corn, green beans, bread, and pork chops occupied the table. All in matching blue and white bowls. Catherine raised her eyebrows. Since when did men care about dishes? ‘I do have a wife. I have her leave when there are….visitors.’ John answered her question without knowing. I opened my eyes and awaited the appearance of my wife for I knew from hearing that particular ‘toilet tune’ it could only be her. Sure enough to the accompaniment of the toilet being flushed she made her naked entrance into the sitting room and even though it was quite dark there was no missing the smirking expression on her face or the slick reflection of juices that were coating her legs.She came over to me and in a show of concerned she placed the palm of her hand against my cheek. “How are. Jill knelt up and whispered in my ear do you want to fuck her? do you want to slide your cock right up her? ''oh god yes yes'' I said good Jill said because I want to watch you fuck her Jill looked at Tracy and said do you want his cock as she squeezed my now wet and twitching cock Tracy nodded and said yes beggingly, laying back and opening her legs I moved to kneel between her open thighs , Jill grabbing my cock and rubbing the tip of my cock which was covered in both girls saliva against. Some were going to look great as black & whites.“Giuliano, you make me look beautiful,” she cooed as she put her arm around me and squeezed.“I was just taking pictures of what was in front of the camera,” I replied“Sure,” she said and gave me another squeeze. “Okay," she said and jumped up. “I change my makeup and outfit, why don’t you photograph while I do my makeup?”“Okay, sounds good,” I replied as the ensuite door closed. I guess it was a rhetorical question. I brought in my reflectors and.