Still, there was something to seeing someone please themselves. And, I thought Blaise would like to see me cum by my own hand and thought that masturb...tion would be a good finale for my video “portrait.”I had recently bought a camcorder and low-level editing equipment with money I’d received from a deceased aunt. The equipment wasn’t the best, but it took every penny. As a photographer, I thought videography could be a new direction I might pursue someday. So, I could consider it a professional. .. Yann, Ivan, Sean and Juan." "They are brothers." "They say your sons." "But we..." " ... and Zane..." "We are not sons." "We are other." "We want to be like them, Boss." "How become we the sons?"It took me a second to link all the sentences together. Then I got it. The idiots must call themselves my 'sons' - as twisted as that idea is. "Ok. Listen, the only difference between you and them is the sex." Ja." "Yes."I waited but they didn't go on. "I fuck them. I'm not fucking you two." Yes.". Just as quickly as I had pushed my fingers deep, I pulled them back out and began to play them around her swollen clit. She felt like screaming in frustration.I began dipping the head of my cock into her wet pussy and then sliding it back to her ass. It made her body quiver. She pressed against me again, wanting my cock inside, needing to feel me in her. The head of my cock was coated with the wetness from her pussy, and as her cream oozed out, I used my fingers and cock to smear the slippery. I turned around and there she stood. Five feet eight, with a truly beautiful face that was only slightly below my face. Her breasts were nicely firm C cups that had perky nipples standing out at me. What caught my attention though was the strap-on fitted around her waist and the blue jelly dildo sticking eight inches out of it. She had it held in her left hand so that it pointed up between her breasts, I guess so that it wouldn't hit my ass while she looked around me a few moments ago but she.