At first any thoughts I had were disjointed, unformed. I felt the tears start. Shit, that shouldn't be happening, it's not like there had been much of...a marriage. Strangely, my mind drifted back to the early years of our marriage. It had all been so good, so perfect. Paradise lost. It had all turned to shit and the final load had just been delivered.No one disturbed me, my phone didn't ring. You know, you can sit and feel sorry for yourself for only so long. It didn't take an inordinate amount. Not all women can...work in front of camera...”It was not about being able to, it was about what she had in mind. “Let of of my neck, mister Finn...”She twisted her head and placed a soft, wet kiss on the side of his shaft. He moaned again as his jeans slid down around his ankles. A firm push now and he would not be able to regain his balance. She smiled very shy at the lens while she let the head touch the skin around her mouth. Kissed the very tip of it. She could do it, and he would only. But what was happening to her was no longer subject to her mind. This big, crooked, ugly ... wonderful cock was moving smoothly inside her and unleashing deep moans from her depths. She was breathing hard as the skinhead sped up her movements. and he raised his legs as much as he could. He moved evenly, leaning on his hands, and she dug her nails into the blanket, unable to contain the strong feelings that shook her. His pale skinny body seemed so beautiful at that moment.Since his head was. "Master", Billy speaks, "we will do anything to earn your cock, what do you want us to do, please Master" "yes Master", Christine this time. I can hear her purring, knowing her eyes are on my cock. "I want and need your cock Master" I squeeze my cock, bringing a drop of pre-cum to the tip. "Lick it off whore", waving it in Christine's direction. Like a good little whore, she jumps at the chance to have another cock in her mouth. "lick it off there and then lick it against his tongue. .