’ ‘Every Monday evening until her father died. Shelia’s dad and my father were in the forces together. John Peters lost his sight in the same mi...e explosion that crippled my father. Every Monday since I was old enough, I pushed my old man’s wheelchair round to Sheila’s house and the two old soldiers would talk war together, and my old man would read to John Peters. Poor bugger never did get the hang of Braille, nerve damage or something. ‘When my father passed on, I went round there on my own. I took my computer from my office, since it had a lot of files on it that I wanted. Otto packed up his van and told me that he’d get me the disks with the footage on them by the end of the week.“I haven’t watched any of it,” he told me, “but my assistant wanted your phone number and some time off after she reviewed part of it.” He smirked at me and tsked at my antics. He was lying. He’d probably watched most of it. Otto was a professional pervert, after all.I chuckled and shook my head. “If she. I found myself wishing I could rub my face against their pubic hair.Mama sucked the other actor's nipples and then went down on her for a few minutes. I haven't watched a lot of porn, but this film was really lovely. Mama's tongue stroked her friend's clit, tickling and delighting her, as evidenced by her moans and coos. I had to admit I wanted to see mama's coochie. Gah, what's the matter with me? It's so wrong, but yet it's so sexy at the same time. My finger was inside my panties now,. "I heard jerking and shaking and then, "FUCK CAT AHHHHHHH!!" then silence."Stop baby. Please Ahhhh too much baby, ahhh too much." My roommate whimpered."That was so beautiful baby, you have a wonderful pussy, and making you cum was so wonderful I want to make you feel that way over and over again." Really?" I could hear between the two kissing each other."Of course sweetie, your mine now, aren't you glad I did not let you dump me tonight, that you stayed at the party and didn't go home early,.