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After the play. We get into the cab. He has secretly told the cabdriver to drive somewhere (however far the money will last). He slowly begins kissing my neck and his hand on my knee slowly working up my thigh. I can feel the heat from the passion and rest my hand near his bulge. With his free hand, he slowly begins to unbare my shoulder as his kisses move down my neck. The other hand begins to feel a slight wetness.
My hand goes into his pants where I can feel how hard and hot he really is. He wants to take it out right now, but I say no because the cab driver is watching us. So, I give him the address to my place.
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read comments (0)Standing on the step stool, she adjusted the camera again. She had to get the perfect angle. Spying through the eyepiece, the large bed came into focus. She could see herself in the mirrors on the octagon headboard. The mint green of the walls cast a soft hue to the white lace curtains visible beside the bed. The summer breeze wafted softly through the room. The deep green marble furniture added masculine angles to the softness. The bed was soft and inviting, with large pillows decorating the invitation. The candlelight creating shadows and romance to the look. Everything seemed perfect through her lens.
“Ok,” she said out loud to herself, “let’s see if this is good.”
Pushing the red button, the lights began to flash ‘recording’. Nervous excitement tingled inside her. She couldn’t believe she was actually going to do this. This was not like her, or was it? She lay down on the bed and moved around playfully, smiling at the camera, testing the light and visibility. After all, what good was a sexy video if he couldn’t see anything?