You can go back and chat to him later. I won’t get in your way, I promise. Hey, want to go blast some ducks to oblivion?”Libby was happy friendshi... had resumed. “Yes, let’s.”They had been at the shooting range some minutes, giggling at each other’s lack of hunting prowess, when a familiar voice made Libby’s stomach flip.“Hey girls, you’re not going to bring home much supper firing like that.” Jared wrapped a strong arm around each of their waists. “Want me to show you how it’s done?”Sasha. I recognized the scene immediately. It was a photograph of Cynthia, though no identifying features were visible. I had just let her hair down and was massaging her foot. The composition of the shot was very simple, but exquisitely done. Often simple work is the hardest to get right, and this was well up in the ranks of professional quality. The framing was perfect, in spite of the standard 8" x 10" size. Her muscle tension was clearly apparent, but the eye was drawn instantly to a curl of hair. My cock stiffened: Alessia always did that to me, and she ran her hands through her shoulder-length hair as she placed her stockings on the old kitchen cabinets dumped in their store room. The faded light flickered: she was seductive and classy, but the surroundings were cheap and sleazy. I felt a drop of pre-cum soak into my boxer shorts.She sighed and looked at me, giggling at the anticipation and lust ingrained upon my face, and pouted mischievously. She knew I wanted her, and she stared. Julie wrapped her arms around my neck as her legs went around my waist. I felt Cindys hands help guide me inside of Julie and I slid in effortlessly. I was all of the way inside of her, Julie let out a happy sigh.My hips moved, forcing myself in and out of her. The friction created was building the pressure upin my testicles. I didn't want to come too quickly, but Cindy wasn't helping very much. She had stayed behind us and was using her tongue on Julie and I. I felt her tongue licking my.