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I undressed and put on a pair of white fishnet stockings, a black thong, mini skirt, black and white see through top and a sexy pair of silver high heels. I set my camera up at the end of the bed and set it to record myself in various poses. After a while doing this, I heard the front door unlock and someone running up the stairs. Panicking, I grabbed my jeans, t-shirt and socks and put them on over the top of the lingerie and turned on the TV.It was my girlfriend's friends, Neil and Charlotte, she had given them her key to come around and get her purse for her, as she was still out and forgotten it. As they walked in the room, we spoke a bit and Charlotte got the purse. Then the worst thing ever happened. Neil picked up the camera which I had completely forgotten about. It was on top of the cabinet, pointing right at the bed. He looked at me and started smiling, he was watching the video of me, which I had just recorded, worse still, he started showing Charlotte. I tried grabbing the. I am inexperienced in these things as I start to tire, she grabs my head grinding her pussy into my face rocking back and forth rubbing herself on me. She rubs her soppy wet cunt all over my face faster and faster as her orgasm builds, I am struggling for breath but continue to lap at her wet clit. As she cums she squirts cream and fluid all over me bathing me in her sex, the spasms in her cunt subside so I lick her gently mopping up all her cum. She moves off of the bed and leans over to kiss me deeply, tasting her juices in my mouth, satiated I roll onto my side and drift into a very relaxed sleep. I spend Saturday and Sunday morning visiting my parents, they ask how I am getting on in my new digs, I smile and reply that they are really nice and I am enjoying myself. I cannot tell them any more, they will be horrified, getting off on the dog and a lesbian encounter with my landlady! I wave goodbye to them and drive back to the city, as I drive I cannot help but think about Miss.
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