Slowly the burning sensation got reduced and vijayalso got restless and started stroking her again withlong and deep pushes. With his dick still insid... her,he lifted her up and turned both of them to face thedressing table.it was giving a fantastic view. Her naked front wasfully exposed to the mirror, her stretched out pussywith his dick fully buried inside her. The dressingtable was hardly 2 ft away. Vijay was at her backresting his hands on her lovely tits. Her fair skinhad turned a bit red. I'd been pawed by bankers in London clubs and by farm boys in Ireland and everything in between. Some came away from the experience happy and some sad ... depending on my desires at the time.We lay in the cramped space, looking out through the glassed-over openings, my right flank touching his left. He tried to surreptitiously reach his right hand down to his crotch and rearrange himself inside his shorts. He leaned on me a bit as he twisted, and mumbled something about a rock on the dirt. In the back of my head I realize he might recognize her, which makes me moan on his dick and take it as deep as I can.“Fuck, she’s hot son!”, he said. “What’s your fat bitch’s name?” I stop sucking for a moment to tell him her name, which he repeats, and then keeps using as he looks through her photos. And he said, “You can just keep calling us daddy and mommy, son.” Fine with me, I thought.I love when a daddy fucks my throat, but I love even more when it gets him off to gag me. Every stroke he. He said “James you know these pics will probably be sold to gay mags because that is who pays the most. Would you do me one more favor?” He said he would make a lot more money if he had some interracial pictures and he was willing split the money with me with him. First he wanted to know if he could take a pic of me holding his cock. He said that we would make quadruple the money if we take those kinds of pics. I told him I wasn’t sure if I could do that though secretly I loved the idea of.