Day 4Shankar took my mom to a hotel room. He told her, “Today was just a photo shoot day and tomorrow we will shoot the film”. I was the cameraman...of the movie. She wore a proper saree with no cleavage and no navel exposure. Sudhan asked her to wear a transparent saree. She went in and changed the dress.There were almost 15 boys in the room who just came to watch my mom’s hot structure but they told my mom they were technicians working in the film. She posed for a picture. But her navel was not. It was that moment when M realized that the constructed persona ofChloe was going out of control. He needed to assert control quickly orrisk losing himself to her...no that would not happen again, M ponderedto himself. He then placed Chloe's hands over her nice bosom andfigure, kneading into the lycra softly then began to tug at it, thebreasts moving around underneath or so it would seem."Wait what are you doing? Stop that.... you have no idea how hard itwas for me to put this on.... please". And pishoka I was dropped and now I needed to recharge amonitsiite. Encouraged him, he still polapah least showed him how to put condoms without hands, brushed his hole with a little lube and have bent my ass up, waiting for me to shine. He hesitated a little, but I turned to him with a smile and predispose it to continue as planned.- Come, relax! I do not bite ... at least not much ... - and laugh at what muskulchetata of my ass and zasvivaha zarazpuskaha in rhythm with laughter and then it. Sometimes they were so aroused by hearing each other moan that they visited each other. A "visit" meant that they lay in the same bed and did it to themselves and each other. Lisa was always wet and horny, Mel told me. She recalled a weekend where both were off duty and did nothing else but to finger and lick each other from climax to climax. When Lisa brought a guy, Mel would shamelessly masturbate all the time until they were done. And then she would "visit" Lisa and they would both enjoy her.