I lick along the underneath, before wanking you and sucking on the end. Your bucking into my mouth and I let you slip it inside as you groan from the ...eel of hot & wet on your cock. I'm intent on spending as much time licking at you, hoping to make you come in my mouth.It doesn't last long before you pull out and sink down to my level, pulling at my shirt and licking at my nipple. I let out a long groan and push for you to go further, I'm aching to be pounded by you, and I feel your hands. It was just coming up to 20 minutes after the phone call when my back gate opened and looking through the window I saw Vikki’s slim frame come through it, OMG she was wearing a small tight crop top that looked like it was tied at the front and showing a nice cleavage and a pair of cut off denim shorts that looked rather short and were frayed around the edges and my first impression was this was NOT going to help my erection problem. She came to the patio door which was open and walked in,. I said 'of course' then he asked if I'd touch myself as I was watching it. Again I said 'of course' I could see that the thought of me touching myself while I watched a film of him fucking me excited him and he was going to let me take the shots. He moved towards me and lined himself up as he pushed himself into my waiting cunt he said 'you love fucking don't you' I just smiled at him and said 'let me see' he moved back so I had a good view of his cock sliding in and out. I angled my phone to. ‘Thanks for coming over.’ she whispered through the door. She invited me into the garage. She was wearing a white bathrobe over a t-shirt, probably an absentminded pick to hold off the cool in the room. I watched her ankles flex as she tiptoed through the mess to cross the floor. She’d rearranged things since the last time I saw her studio. There were worklights clamped to the beams in the garage’s ceiling, and a big, beaten-up rug rolled out on part of the floor, with all of her tools and.