I handed him the phone to take the pic of my bra. And he did. I asked him to take one with a flash as well. To which he did.I took my phone and I acte... like I saw that. Almost everything was visible. I knew everything is visible. As I could see in the mirror. But even then I acted like I didn’t know. I made up faces and told him, “This is showing everything.” To which he said, “Almost everything.”I said, “It is not almost everything. It is everything.” I think he wanted to be modest and he. Standing in front of the mirror, inspecting the details of my appearance; shirt and slacks neatly pressed, the tie neatly tied and straight, a chance to wear my only real piece of jewelry - a dress watch given to me as a gift from my father before he passed on, ... shoes look okay, shave looks clean, mustache neatly trimmed, could use a haircut soon but it looks fine... “Enough ... you look fine ... besides, everyone looks good in black, right?”The trip into downtown was actually pleasant, the. He would slow down sometimes and even pull out as to hold off and not feed me his cum. Well all in all this man fucked my mouth for a good long time. I sucked him and he fucked my mouth for at least 45 minutes and when he came it was the biggest cum load that I ever happily sucked down my pig throat. He shot off 14 big shots. I just kept bobbing up an down to catch every drop and to ensure maximum pleasure for this hot fully loaded stud. After he stopped shooting his dick spasmed for a long. Apparently it was Andriy’s turn. He too, was still fully clothed. Opening his fly, he also treated me like a hooker. My pussy was screaming for attention, its painful emptiness turning me into a wanton, attention seeking slut. I swallowed his longer cock hard and deep.“That’s a good fucking girl,” Lev murmured, keeping my head on his sidekick’s dick. “Does that turn you on? Being used?”“Uhm, ” I replied, my eager mouth full of cock.Andriy pulled out and resumed his earlier position, dipping his.