Your tongue dives in deeper, licking me down then up again. Then you lift your head from between my thighs, your beautiful face slick, glistening with...my juices, your blonde curls cascading in delicate ringlets upon your shoulders. You gaze at me, a Cheshire cat grin upon your handsome face. I lift my hand, wanting to touch you, but you smack it down to my side. "Octavia- do not move!" again you yell this command at me as before. I obey as best as I can and I watch you as I have been watching. She repeated this a few times as she worked it in and out of her mouth, getting used to its size. When she took it back in, she pressed his head against her cheek and rubbed it. She popped it out and stroked it while licking all around its frill. “Sit down,” she commanded after sitting up. Rob did so. Jessica got in her knees on the couch and continued to suck his cock. She reached down to fondle his balls as she did so. He was a hairy man, especially around his scrotum, and his natural musk. She started to wonder how she might get out of this one when a really naughty idea crossed her mind. “Well, here’s the problem, guys: I really appreciate all the advice and the suggestions, but you know, back home when I do my photo sessions, my photographer gets naked too. It helps me feel a little less … exposed.” She thought that might be just enough to convince them the “joke” had reached its end … until Steve pulled off his shirt and unbuckled his pants. Dropping them to the floor and. Well, this turned out to be a real fiasco! I had thought to climb to the upstairs by means of the grappling hook; however, the house had a roof that simply would not allow the grappling hook to obtain a purchase. After four tries, I was forced to give up.Marlene suggested that we try going in the back door. Well, I guess that I had read too many comic books, because that entry point has never occurred to me! I was now so pissed off that I was ready to try anything. I stowed the grappling hook.