She grabbed our camera and startedtaking pictures of me, and closeups of my locked up cock. She laughed as she did this. I wasembarrassed. I tried to ...over up, but Kate wouldn’t let me.After she took twenty shots, she announced that she was going to put a bunch up on my Tumblraccount. I begged her not to do this. She said it serves me right for it was payback time for putting herpictures on the web. I asked that she at least not include my face or other distinguishing featuresabout me or our. She decided that all cocks were basically the same, with just enough difference to make the shifting exciting, and she was sure the same thing would be true when they started fucking.It was some time before Betty found that her thoughts about swap fucking had been correct, though. It was shifting time again, and she moved around and was once again in front of her brother's saliva-wet rigid cock. It was pussyeating time.She and Julie followed Peggy's example and got on their backs, their legs. He looked like a young housewife getting readyfor a special occasion with her hubby. I think it was the crimson polish,but there was something else...I just couldn't put my finger on it.I settled him under a dryer and gave him a Marie Claire to look throughwhile he waited. I explained that he should set the magazine in his lap andturn the pages with one hand while Toni did his nails on the other hand. Ialso said that he might have to wait to finish any article he was readingafter Toni finished. Please, well do whatever you want if you can help us. She invited me in, as I passed her the smell of her perfume was intoxicating, almost as intoxicating as the words that came out of her mouth. I made my way to the couch in the living room, making myself comfortable. She walked passed me sitting down in a chair across the room. Her legs were fit, like she lived at the gym. I watched her like an adolescent teen hoping to get a peak of her ass before she sat. Great! Thats why Im here. If we.