She returned moments later. "All ready, Larry, darling," she said. "All ready. You sit down and we'll give you a show. Oh, I brought some music."She s...ipped a CD into the hi-fi and pressed 'play'. Strains of the Beautiful South spilled out of the speakers. "She's a perfect ten, but she wears a twelve. Honey keep a little two for me..." I put my head in my hands. Alessa was definitely the down side of this project.The first of her models strode in wearing a shiny black one piece bathing suit.. Even aircraft, oddly enough, didn't seem to fly over. Probably, Ken thought, because he wasn't a celebrity.They walked (or crawled, in Jane's case) for a couple of minutes to a stand of trees. There wasn't much shade under them, and the day was a typical SoCal summer day. Bright and very hot. Jane was quite dusty and sweaty when they finally got to the the trees. Naturally, that got to Sandy, since Jane's sweat was laden with pheromones; besides, Sandy had a thing about sweat.Ken put the bag. New sensations started to wash through my body as another orgasm started to build. My loud sighs were quickly turning to moans as the tension in by pussy was building to a peak. Suddenly I was stopped in my tracks. Another noise, and this time definitely not from downstairs. This had come from somewhere much closer. It sounded like heavy breathing and it appeared to be coming from the direction of Jen’s wardrobe. I quickly spun around, sliding the vibrating toy from my soaking womanhood.. I did and soon an eyeball appeared in the small opening at the door. I looked at Z. She smiled and nodded. While kissing Z and unbuttoning her blouse with one hand and inviting “the eye” in with the other. Soon a big white guy was between us and the screen. Z who was setting against the right wall and moved over, obviously inviting him to sit. It didn’t take him long to get started on Z’s right tit. He massaged, pinched sucked and bit her tit until Z was moaning loudly. He then went.
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