I looked up and him and I'm sure I looked like a cheap whore sitting there on my knees. He held my head and slowly started pushing his dick further ...nto my mouth until I gagged a bit at which point he pulled it out. He slid it in again, further this time. Only this time when I gagged he held my head there and tried to go deeper. I felt the head of his cock push into my throat making me choke. He continued to hold me there while I struggled and tears ran down my face. He pulled his cock out. Liquid heat coated the fingers of my other hand and I moaned raggedly, unable to stave off my orgasm. I listened, but the rest of our apartment remained quiet. A short buzz jerked me back to my feet. ‘JTX: r u there?’ I moaned again, creaming like cheap bacon on a hot griddle as I swayed on my feet, caught between competing imperatives. I knew I couldn’t go on this way. I loved Jenny — closer than a sister, more than a lover, like we’d become two halves of the same person. I didn’t want to see. The small dick man had moved off and someone else had moved in. She started to stroke his cock and moved around behind our row. The man fucking her took at least 5-10 minutes to cum, all the while Laura was going though climax after climax every few min. He came hard, thrusting deep inside of her cunt and not a minute later the cock she was sucking shot his gift into her mouth. She was a little tired, so we rested and watched the movie a few minutes. I started to lightly massage her clit and. The rose wine was adding to the glow as we sat close together in out short robes. These photos are so turning on, BUT, they are not like voyeurism, of the two of us with Joelle. sighed Alison, taking another swig of wine, only the occasional photo&hellip,.not the whole event, and not like siiting back and watching our out of body experience that we chatted about. Nothing moving, it all seems so clinical. You mean like moving pictures?…..&hellip,.Would a video of it be better? I ventured. God,.