“Heels not so comfortable?” I asked, remarking on the shoes she had kicked off upon arrival. I also enjoyed having Vicky stay. Her pale flesh rose from her chest as undulating hills to little pink-brown areolae encircling her towering darker teats. The black screen flashed white as the laptop lid was opened again, the camera trying to adjust it’s exposure settings to compensate for the brightly lit room. Her breasts were beautiful. Topping off with water and milk, I let the tea brew for a while, hoping to mask any taste. I was of course happy for her to be around for a little longer and it really didn’t cause us any inconvenience. As I stared back into her dark, empty eyes, my muscles clenched and my balls lifted as, without warning her, I unloaded a huge blast of cum inside Vicky’s mouth. Placed neatly at the top, I could see a black lace trimmed bra, folded over. “It’s good to finally put my feet up” Vicky announced, between mouthfuls of food. When I returned to the laptop a second time, I unlocked it and confirmed that it had captured my actions on video.
