I watched the mirror, my image scattered wildly a dozen times in the broken surface, while he let go of me and took his phone out of his pocket, tappi...g at the screen a few times. I whimpered just once as he stood beside me, his arm around my waist, drawing me close to him; and I heard the camera function of the phone click once, twice; and he shifted me to the side, so that the reflected image danced wildly as the phone clicked again ... and again and again.And then ... he put the phone back. You don't mind waiting do you?" "You take all the time you want. I'll just play with my computer, if you have WiFi. Is that okay? I'm working on a story anyway." It was fine with Linda and, giving me the WiFi password, she and Sylvia went off giggling down a hallway. I looked around the place, finding the kitchenette right off the front room, and the open bathroom door down the hall, with one more door there. It must be a one bedroom apartment I was thinking. Oh well, I could take the sofa if. Callahan gets up from the bed to remove the rest of his garments while looking down on me, feasting on me with his eyes. I look back, taking in his glorious naked form. A hand is around his hard cock, slowly stroking, making me moan and lick my lips. “You little horny slut,” he chuckles. “You want this? You want my cock in you?” “Yes,” I whine. “Yes what?” “Yes, Sir. Please Sir.” He moves and he’s on top of me but not giving me what I want. Leaning on his elbows, he holds himself up. I try. And in her high-heels it made her legs look so sexy. And her loose silk blouse made her appearance a touch more naughtier."Gee Aunt Becky," DJ said. "I thought you wore pantyhose, like I do. I didn't even think women wore that kinda stuff anymore." Now why would you think that?" Becky smiled at her. "Don't you think they make my legs sexy." Gosh, yes," DJ agreed."A woman should wear anything she wants," Becky told her. "Especially if its to attract a man's attention." I can see how that would.
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